A Photo A Day (Keeps The Doctor Away)

I’m happy to report I am back with my weekly photo posts! I hope you haven’t missed these too much, but if you did, don’t worry, I’m going to make sure not to let it happen again!

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The last few weeks were pretty fantastic, if I do say so myself. Not only did I celebrate my 24th birthday (yikes!) but I also got to take a trip outside of New York for the weekend. Lety, Alysse, and I are no strangers to bus rides and it’s nice to get away every once in a while. On March 30th we packed our bags, made our way to 34th street, and boarded a Bolt Bus headed to Philadelphia. The ride itself was roughly 2 hours (a dream trip compared to some of the others we’ve been on) and we arrived early enough to walk around and explore the area where our hotel was.

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We grabbed lunch and dessert at the Reading Terminal Market, listened to an endless amount of Bruce Springsteen (which included multiple plays of “Streets of Philadelphia” because it seemed appropriate and “Born To Run” just because it’s a great song and we all kind of love it), and eventually made our way to Tin Angel to see Graham Alexander perform.

The next morning we got up fairly early, checked out of our hotel, and grabbed brunch at Smokin’ Betty’s. The food was fantastic, as was the company.

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We worked off our meal by walking all over the city, eventually making our way to the stairs in front of the Philadelphia Museum of Art, also known as the ‘Rocky Stairs’, where we proceeded to run up and down them whilst listening to Survivor’s “Eye Of The Tiger” over and over (we couldn’t help ourselves).

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Finally we made our way back to the bus terminal, jumped on a greyhound, and made the journey back home. It was nice to get away for a few days but, as we pulled into Port Authority that evening, I couldn’t help but smile–it felt great to be home.

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