Yikes.

I know it's been like a month and I left this thing hanging. I feel torn because I have new pictures, but I am still really excited to showcase the vacation photos. So, I'm resuming. I'll just try to do it fast before everything is over a month old.

So. From Baltimore, we hopped on a Greyhound to Philadelphia. We wanted to get to New York that evening, so we only had a few hours. Prioritizing was absolutely necessary. First, obviously, was the quest to find a Philly cheesesteak.

We got in the long line at Jim's.

 

And it was delicious. As was my soda. I don't normally drink pop with a straw out of the can, but I looked around and saw everyone doing it. I thought maybe it was a Philadelphia thing, and then I thought back to the time my cousin Eric gave my family a tour of this city and called it "Filthy-delphia." Of course, cans are dirty. Straws: genius.

 

We walked around a bit, and headed over to Independence Hall. Unfortunately, you MUST sign up for a tour to get in, and if we signed up for the next one, we would have missed our bus to NYC. This is what we get for spontaneity.

 

Someone felt a little deflated, much like this teddy bear waiting to be stuffed at the gift shop across the street at the Constitution Center.