Friday, November 19, 2010

Last of the pictures from my Philadelphia trip. I promise

I was going through my Philly trip photographs culling out what I thought might be paintable, what could be printed then glued to canvas, and what was crap. I was performing the basic librarian function called weeding. Some libraries weed through their collections pulling out duplicates, older additions of currently held materials, and books that are falling apart that will need to either be re-purchased or tossed depending on circulation statistics.
And, all fantastic information for you on a Friday morning.
My day is complete;
I have imparted information.
The End.

No, wait, the last of the photos.

Have you been to Philadelphia? I hadn't until now so was like a kid in a candy store. Hello.....historian/librarian + historic Philadelphia = Michele's got to see and take pictures of EVERYTHING!

Off we go into the wild blue yonder:

Went to the famous local market to get food. Was distracted by this:

And this:

But, finally got some of this. Loved my veggie Philly sandwich.

Went on a guided trolley tour of the sites. Saw the Rodin museum. I love me some Rodin.

Saw Dragonflies on a stick.

Saw the Philadelphia art museum. Choose not to embarrass myself and frighten other passengers by running up the stairs then bouncing around while fist punching the air.

Saw Camden, New Jersey. Did not have time to take the train over there. So sad. I hear they have a great aquarium.

Ate good food.

Stood on Benjamin Franklin's grave. Don't worry, I think he would have wanted me to.

Fell in love with Christ's Church. They buried people in the floor. Sat in George Washington's pew. Don't worry, I think he would have wanted me to.

After harrowing Mr. Toad's Wild Ride (thank you for that one Jan. It sums it up perfectly) I flew to Charleston, South Carolina. Gave a speech. Proving that I could put words together to form real sentences.

Saw funny art. Thought immediately of my blog friends amusement. Surreptitiously took photographs. I've titled this "Lurking Cherry".

Inner 12 year old rears its ugly head as I giggled at the name of this restaurant.

Ate awesome food. Licked plate. Contemplated ordering another one. Check extra belly roll. Decided against it. Still not sure if it was the right decision.

Flew home. Snapped horrid picture from 35,000 feet of the Mighty Mississippi. Determined that spring cleaning of airplane does not include windows. Thought about my own windows. Decided that it was a case of the pot calling the kettle black. Did not call airlines to make a fuss.

The End



  1. You're more than welcome! LOL

    Now, I'm going to go back and drool over the picture of the book store? and ponder the banana painting. It's...well, I'll figure out what it is here eventually...

  2. My inner thirteen year old laughed at the restaurant name and the banana picture too. I live with guys, my inner thirteen year old gets lots of things to snicker at.

  3. Glad you survived your wild crazy ride to still be able to come back to bloggyland!!! We would miss out on all your humor!!
    I always seen bananas as a nasty fruit.......

  4. Hyman's and Lurking Cherry - hilarious!!
    All your foods look yummy, you ate well and I'm a little jealous.

  5. That Rodin makes no darn sense. It has all the wrongness of a teenagers picture of how thing fit.
    And that left hand of his would be far better placed on her hip. As where it is seems to point to a missing figure under that arm.
    And when was the last time you had a man reach around you to hold your arm up at the pit. And even if that happened you would cup his head from that side.

  6. You, my friend, have such an awesome artistic eye! LOVED all the pictures!! And yes, I giggled like a 12 year old boy at the name of the restaurant, too. ;)

    Aloha: Black Friday Shopping

  7. I'm with Pseudo. Stop making want to travel (and eat).

  8. Next time you're in Charleston, let us know! We can show you some "local" sights and offer you even better desserts. :)