Haaaa, I'm so clever.
Aaanyway I went to Philadelphia last weekend, and I feel compelled to blog about it. I went to see my friend Stephanie, who has an internship at the Inquirer. It was a lot of fun, we saw all the touristy History there is in the city, and experienced a little of the night life (lots of bros and Jersey accents). Steph experienced the wonders of Alcohol for the first time (so I can cross that one off the list). It's an expensive place to live, though. There are more photos on flickr if you're interested
Also, the Philadelphia airport is the worst place in the world. Really. Don't go there. It would probably be better to fly into New York and take a Greyhound than to fly from PHL. On my way home, my flight was delayed for two hours because 1. it had rained six hours before, 2. there were three planes scheduled to board from the same gate within half an hour of each other, and 3. the pilot was taking a lunch break. Really.
In other news, I'm back to the night schedule for my last week here. I'm a little sad about it. Mostly I'm sad about having to leave the Cities.
