Phillayyyy

It's been almost a year since I last saw Christine, so a long-overdue trip to the oldest city in America was much warranted. Though most of our time was spent curled up in her sub-zero room, catching up 'til the wee hours of the morn, we did explore some of the sights and sounds of Philadelphia.

Lined with vendors of savory and sweet goods, Reading Terminal Market was simply charming, reminding me much of Faneuil Hall in Boston.



Our ventures through the streets of Central City were dotted with froyo and sorbetto stops as we enjoyed the quaint olde neighborhoods



and took evening strolls through town



And, of course, you can't say you've paid a visit to Philly unless you've enjoyed a cheesesteak from their most publicized vendors



and paid homage to the LOVE sign!

& gettin' caught in the rain...

Even if you fancy pina coladas, yesterday's rain was absolutely insane! Even with a change of clothes and a mighty sturdy umbrella at hand, I was drenched from head to toe for the second time by 9:30pm. At least it was a great weekend, reminiscent of late nights in college, filled with


karaoke,


sunrises,


& four-pm brunches.

Top o' the Rock

-erfeller Center!


My first familial visitor, aside from my dearest momma who helped me with the initial move to New York, was Kevin, with whom I shared my inaugural visit to the top of 30 Rock:










'Twas a magnificent view, followed by a week of indulgent eating, touristy gallavants, and a dazzling Broadway performance of West Side Story!








Thanks for visiting, little brother!