This past weekend, in honor of Stephanie’s birthday we embarked toward the historical Mecca Philadelphia. Laden with broken bells and brotherly love we attempted to eat, drink, and learn our way through most of the four days and fairly succeeded. Here’s but a small glimpse into our somewhat epic journey.
Amtrak bound and partially sweating from the unexpected humidity we landed in 30th Street Station Friday dumping our bags at the Air B&B and immediately headed to Big Philly Beerfest. The Philadelphia Convention Center is vast and so….clean. This is not my first time to a beer event rodeo-there are plenty of these festivals in NYC but in Philly there was room to move and see all of the vendors present. I was still in the midst of a cold that encouraged my face to leak often and without warning so I wasn’t the best human to be judging the party mode for Beerfest but I still give it two resounding mugs up.
Check it out if you’re in The Reading Terminal Market hood next year.
The following day we had two more adventure friends join us and then my phone turned off. Not died, do not mistake this….it turned off. Mind you, this is an IPhone X that I just got a couple of weeks ago for Christmas (thanks Mom) so you can imagine my chagrin when it straight up Irish exited on its 80% of power it still had left. Sadly, as a result-I couldn’t get any pics of the brunch at Harp&Crown which is a shame because it was delightful. Sorry Harp&Crown….next time. However, the hostess did note that they modeled the buffet style after The Roxy in NYC. The presentation was nothing short of an upcycle Pinterest board and our server was accommodating so I definitely say here here to a stop at Harp & Crown.
We went to the Apple store after brunch and magically my phone was turned back on. If your iPhone X turns off you have to turn the sound on and off and then hold your two buttons to restart. Why? I don’t know. Ask an apple genius. I’m still confused but it has remained on since.
Next stop was a cute wine bar and it had this painting near the bathroom. I was mostly smitten with the painting so I won’t tell you the name of the wine bar.
So, apparently there was an Eagles game on and the city seemed fairly jazzed about it so we did as the locals do and wandered around to find a sports bar to yell and scream at the TV in. All of us had a players name to use as ammunition and they won. Did we have anything to do with it? Nope. But it was sure fun to pretend we did.
The bar was really classy. As you can clearly tell.
The next two days were sight seeing. The Museum of The American Revolution, The Ben Franklin Museum, The Liberty Bell, The Mutter Museum, The African American Museum, we were machines of knowledge. Here’s some of my fave moments from our serious learning.
I have also included Allison drinking wine because I like this candid shot of her and wine can be educational.
I would say we definitely had our Phil of all that is historical for right now. Until next time Philly, fly like an eagle.