My 27 hours in Philadelphia ended gray, dreary and misty-rainy, and they began windy and cold — but also sunny.
Which was nice. York, for the past week, had been pretty cloudy, which naturally cast a monotone filter on everything. But Emily and I enjoyed a long walk in Philadelphia, where the colors shone on the building walls…
…and even on the street signs in Philadelphia’s “Gayborhood.”
(Seriously, though, customized street signs for approximately six square blocks of a gay/lesbian-friendly part of town? I’d never have expected it.)