Again, far too much time was spent seeking out wifi (for worky stuff, you see) instead of seeing familiar faces and places. I definitely didn’t get to see everyone who I should have. This always friggin’ happens. Next time I’m in town, I’m taking the week off. Even freelancers need vacations.
The view from the Skookul Expressway (ahem….Schuylkill, but you know how the locals say it):
Looking southbound down Quince Street (between Locust and Spruce). It is by far my favorite block in all of the city:
Some old building ‘n’ shit:
Mosaic. And in case you can’t get enough, go here:
Petals (and Simone.’s boots):
Franklin Street. Duh:
Fashionably blurry (also from the Schuylkill Expressway, eastbound):
A green and white striped awning. I liked it:
My favorite mural (a pixelated autumn scene) which has been tragically covered by a new building. (#$%!). My dear friend Kate had engagement pictures taken there to remember it by.
Every time we return to Philly it is increasingly heartbreaking to leave. With our lifestyle being what it is, we don’t know when we’ll ever have a living space without wheels.
See my other very heartfelt I <3 Philadelphia posts here, here, here, and here. Oh, and my baseball obsession really shows here, too.