The City of Brotherly Love

One of the greet things about living in the city is how easy it is to get out of the city when you need a break. Don’t get me wrong, I love this city. But sometimes, all of the hustle and bustle becomes exhausting and all you want to do is get out. Since I haven’t been to a lot of cities in the Northeast, it’s a great opportunity to go on weekend road trips to some new places. Luckily, I have great friends to be my tour guides! 

One of my best friends Rieme lives in Philly and was willing to play tourist with me for the weekend. Before I went, I looked up everything from the best tourist attractions to the best place to get a cheesesteak. I also asked a couple friends who had visited Philly before about their favorite places to visit and get cheesesteaks (people are very opinionated on their cheesesteaks). 

It turned out I picked the perfect weekend to go to Philly. There was a lot going on in the city to celebrate the beginning of spring. South Street, which was on my list of places to go, was having a huge spring festival that showcased a lot of local stores and restaurants. There were a lot of cool crafts to buy and too much good food to handle. There was also a new, very large German restaurant that was celebrating their opening with an Oktoberfest-like festival with a live band. It was a great day to be on South Street. 

Another place on my list to go was also celebrating the beginning of spring. Spruce Street Harbor Park had just opened up their waterfront for the spring. They brought the food truck trend to the harbor with small restaurants in shipping crates on the docks over the water, they strung hammocks from every available tree, the restaurants served craft beer you could carry around the area, and there was live music all night. We were even lucky enough to get some fireworks added to the ambience from an event down the river. The harbor park is a great place to hang out (we need one in New York). It’s free to hang out and open to the public and there’s craft beer and food, so I see no reason to leave. 

Now of course we went to Indepence Hall and saw the Liberty Bell and walked by all the famous parks and all that historical stuff, but my favorite tourist attraction we went to was the Magic Gardens. It’s a strange tourist attraction, I’m not going to lie, but it was definitely something worth seeing. It’s literally a huge area just covered in mosaic tiles and other stuff, such as bicycles, glass jars, plant pots, etc. It’s something you have to see to understand. It’s $8.50 for students and $10 for general admission (I will be carrying my student ID until I die just for cheaper prices at tourist attractions). 

If after all of that touristing around Philly you’re starving, but of course your group can’t choose a food you all agree on, go to Reading Terminal Market. It is all the best food in Philly in one market. I went in starving after walking all of Philly and came out in a food coma. We got there at 5 and had just enough time to stroll around and check out all the options and eat more than we could handle before they closed at 6. 

Because we managed to walk 10 miles in one day, we didn’t see everything on the list. We focused on events that were only happening that weekend and skipped a couple of things that are easy to go back and see or that were closed while I was there. Because Philly is so close to the city, this will not be the last they see of me. I still have a couple more things on my Philly bucket list and a lot more inanimate objects to pose in front of. “It ain’t over till it’s over” – Rocky (and a bunch of other people). 

And of course to wrap it up pictures:

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