Look at all those taillights! When it’s time to go, it’s time to go.
I was at Philadelphia’s city hall (quite the building!) for a tour when the building lost power, forcing an evacuation and cutting our tour short. Milling around in one of the entrances were a bunch of people who had similarly had their business at city hall abruptly interrupted.
New Jersey and Pennsylvania are divided by the Delaware River, site of some serious naval shipyards. In black and white, the whole region takes on a seriously twentieth-century look.
Rodin’s “The Gates of Hell,” Rodin Museum, Philadelphia.
Photo of “Iroquois” by Mark di Suvero.
Moving your belongings in and out of a house is hard enough on a normal street, I can hardly imagine what it’s like to navigate the narrow Elfreth’s alley, America’s oldest residential street.
It must have been nice to be Washington, being able to hang out in a nice new house while your soldiers had to hang out in slapped together cabins during the harsh winter in Valley Forge.
The mosaics on Philadelphia’s South Street are definitely something to see, and a nice contrast to the red brick buildings.
Keeping with the theme of great things being surprisingly small, Independence Hall.
Apart from being a lot smaller than I expected, being able to get so close to the Liberty Bell in person is amazing.