After DC, Philadelphia felt a lot more crowded for some reason. And so hot! Holy Mozes split the sea, that humidity! When I set a foot out the door after my first night it felt like I just entered the tropics.
But there’s a world to be discovered, so on I go. First to the Magical Gardens, an art installation on South Street that saved the whole neighbourhood from getting torn down. It really is magical. And bizarre. The garden is basically a mosaic of stuff. Isaiah Zagar put everything he could find in his artwork, so it’s one giant hoard of bicycle wheels, empty bottles, tiles, figurines, teacups, everything. The effect is amazing.
On buildings all through the neighbourhood are more conventional mosaics of mirrors and tiles.
Later that day I went for a bite to eat at Reading Terminal Market, a big indoors market with fixed stand where you could get all sorts of things. The market was also right next door to China town, if you are more in the mood for noodles.
When you’re visiting Philadelphia you of course can’t skip a visit to Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell. It was in Independance Hall that the first signatures were put on the Decleration of Independence and the Constitution. Back then it was just the state hall of the State Pennsylvania, but the founding fathers gathered here to discuss what was and was not supposed to be in those documents.
One of the founding fathers of Gothic Literature, Edgar Ellen Poe, has also spent some productive years in Philadelphia. I wanted to visit his house, but it was closed unfortunatly.
All things considered another cool city, where I had to say goodbye to my daypack. One of the straps couldn’t take it anymore. The last week of my USA road trip has started. Last stop: New York!