Friday, 16 October 2015

My First Time in Philly

Over the last almost year I've been living in Philadelphia and posting very little about my adventures here...
Now if you know me at all, you'll know that I can't live without adventure!
My phone started acting up and I was [this] close to losing all my memories from the last year so I decided it was time I caught this little guy up on everything that's been happening.

So where to begin?
I thought my very first trip to Philadelphia would be a good place...

My first trip to Philadelphia was just for a weekend visit. Even though I've lived an hour away from here for a good 10 years of my life I never thought to drive down and see it.

The first morning waking up in this brand new city was filled with clear skies: perfect for walking about and getting to know the place!

The first time I saw City Hall I fell in love! 
This is by far one of my favorite buildings I've ever seen.

The inside houses a courtyard with little tables.
Great for sitting and chatting, and listening to the street performers that you're bound to find inside these walls.

The Liberty Bell was also on the list of things to see.
Because who goes to the nation's capital, and skips to see the symbol of freedom for the last 200 years in person?

The rest of the day was spent in meetings and planning what the rest of the weekend should look like... at least the view from the balcony of the hotel wasn't half bad.

The city always looks so different by day than it does by night... I've found that for me, by night, a city is full of mystery, giving a false sense of security to abandon all reason, and by day so much more proper, intimidating almost.

Much of Philadelphia's history is owed to Benjamin Franklin, signs for which you can see all over the city.

Not too far from City Hall is the Reading Terminal.
A foodie's dream, and a must-see for everyone visiting.

Walking a bit further out from City Hall (the center of town), one will find fountains and statues and buildings of all sorts that decorate your walk.

All leading to this grand view of the city skyline (see below)... And to the Philadelphia Museum of Art.

My favorite part of the museum is the view of Philly at dusk...

There's just something about this time of night that makes any city look magical.

After a whirlwind two days Philadelphia had shown me its' colors, and I could say that I very much wanted to come back and see it again.

Little did I know, I'd be moving here a few weeks later...

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