A last minute plane ticket forged the way for a mid-winter trip to Philly, though you would swear it was spring (it crossed fifty through the week). Although shutter-punching wasn’t the first oder of business during the four day trip to the city of brotherly love, but i found a couple moments to explore the streets. Met a dude playing a make-shift drum set, and another rad lady who setup her piano deep within Reading Terminal Market. Geno’s neon lights make for a rad vibe… but, if like me, you hit the teenage years during the 90’s, then the squares surrounding town hall is a familiar spot. Tony Hawk 2 walked us through many of the monuments in downtown Philly. It made the “No Skateboarding” signs even more awesome.
Thanks for the rad weather, Philly. Til next time.