Recently, I made two decisions: 1). I need to take more pictures and 2). I need to blog more often. So when Eric and I visited Philadelphia on Friday, I figured I could kill two birds with one stone. BEHOLD. I ended up taking the pictures with my iPhone since my DSLR is kind of a pain to lug around, and I’m actually pretty pleased with the results.
Even though I grew up in Eastern Pennsylvania and my parents now live about 45 minutes outside of the Philadelphia and my brother lived there for a few years, I hadn’t spent much time there. Neither had Eric–his one trip to Philly before this weekend involved a trip to the Franklin Institute and then getting really, really lost in West Philly with me the summer between our freshman and sophomore year in college. Fun.
Anyway, we ended up in the Philadelphia because Eric’s putting together his applications for PhD programs this fall and met with a professor to talk about the program he’s interested in. I spent the morning on campus at Temple while he was in his meeting and immediately fell in love — while Temple isn’t Ohio State (nothing will ever compare), it has a very similar feel. It’s big and bustling and so full of life. I sat on a big pink chair outside of the library and people watched, took a phone call for freelancing stuff, and just soaked it up while I waited for an old friend that I’d made plans with. It was awesome.
And then I met my friend with her adorable son and her super-cool sister (who’s a freshman at Temple) and we got coffee and talked and caught up. I hadn’t seen her in eight years–we were the Pennsylvania senators to Girls’ Nation way back in 2005 and have stayed in touch sporadically since then, though we’ve been talking a lot more lately. She’s really great and I’m determined not to let another eight years go by without seeing her. Eric joined us after his meeting and we grabbed lunch–he and the baby were equally smitten with each other. We talked and laughed and had a really, really great time. (Eric’s meeting went well, in case you were wondering. We’re crossing our fingers that the admission committee likes him!)
Eric and I then did the touristy things downtown. We parked in Chinatown and walked to Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell and Christ Church Cemetery, where Ben Franklin and Dr. Benjamin Rush are buried. We also went to Washington Square, where the Unknown Soldier of the American Revolution is entombed. We’re history geeks–we loved every second of it.
Then we picked up my younger cousin at her dorm (she goes to another school in Philly) and took her out for dinner and it was fun to hang out with her as an adult. There are six years between us, which felt huge when we were small but feels really close now that we’re both actually grown-ups (kind of. There was a moment when she pointed to the purple streak in my hair and said that it’s a good thing I’d do that now, because I’d be thirty soon and then I’d be too old. And I realized I WAS old because I was like “30! That’s only five years away! I won’t be too old then!”).
And then we drove back to the burbs and spent yesterday with my family. We took my baby brother out for lunch (he’s a freshman in high school! With a girlfriend! When did this happen?!) and then drove back to DC just in time to watch the Ohio State-Wisconsin game and settle back into real life. Writing and applications and dayjobs will keep us busy for the next few months. And after that? Who knows? Either nothing will change, or everything will.
Whichever way it turns out, I’m going to embrace it.
Edited to add a comment from Eric regarding the Ohio-State Wisconsin game last night: “You should have talked more about the frustration in the offense last night because every ESPN article I’ve read today is all like “put your worries about Braxton Miller to rest”and I’m all like “NO, FUCK YOU, I DEMAND BETTER!” Otherwise, good post.”