October 31 – November 5, 2019
Saturday morning started off day three. I woke up heckin’ hungover, and then we went to grab breakfast at… wait for it… a drive-thru grocery store. This seemed uneventful to Kristina who has grown up next too a Swiss Farms her whole life, but I was shook. What a time to be alive. I digress. We got breakfast from here and headed back to her house.
Next, Kristina decided to hang back at home while I went to downtown Philly to explore some more. I took a train to the main part of downtown, and then narrowed down what I wanted to do for the day.
My first stop of the day was the JFK Plaza, a public park which has the iconic LOVE statue. Although, this is a recreation, and the original has been at a museum in Indianapolis since its creation in 1970. This is still a famous site that many want to see when they come to Philadelphia. And, just while I happened to be visiting, a protest was taking place that I joined in briefly because why not?
Welcome to the Reading Terminal Market. One of America’s largest and oldest public markets, housed since 1893 in a National Historic Landmark building, the Market offers an incredible selection of locally grown & exotic produce, locally sourced meats and poultry, plus the finest seafood, cheeses, baked goods, and confections. You’ll find everything you need to create a memorable meal, from cookbooks, to table linens, to kitchenware, to fresh cut flowers, and more. Plus the widest variety of restaurants under one roof.
I found this to be very crowded and difficult to navigate (the map doesn’t even cover everything that’s crammed in there, but perhaps that’s meant to be part of the experience). If nothing else, the history of the market was intriguing to me. Markets have been integral to Philadelphia, dating all the way back to William Penn. Originally markets were open air and spread for many blocks. Eventually, the city limited them to indoors. Reading Terminal Market as it is now opened for business in 1893. It is designed in a grid with twelve aisles running east-west and four running north-south. Combine this with sawdust floors, this is certainly an interesting market experience.
There’s so many shops to check out in the market and so many places to eat. I was solely on the hunt for a vegan Philly cheesesteak (which I did not find), so I don’t have food recommendations. I did find a Top 10 article that may be of interest particularly if you’re a foodie.
Before leaving, I spent way too long trying to find an outlet because I am chronically finding myself with a dying phone. I finally found one in a weird nook in the limited seating areas and had to stand there awkwardly until I reached 20%.
National Constitution Museum
Next stop: another museum! Well, before I actually got there, I got lost, which seems to be a recurrent theme. I attempted to walk there but went about 20 minutes in the wrong direction. I decided on taking an Uber because I most definitely had landed myself in a rough neighborhood and clearly looked like a lost traveler.
When I finally got to the museum, I was immediately struck by how many exhibits I saw just as I was entering the building, as well as around the perimeter of the lobby. There were countless in-depth exhibits at the National Constitution Museum and many of them can be viewed virtually on their website.
On top of having a variety of discounts, another cool thing about this museum is that tickets are valid for two days of entry. This is great for people who really want to soak up all the exhibits. It is a lot to do in one day, both because of how much there is but also the density of the learning.
After finishing up at the museum for the day, I stumbled across another much needed outlet. I hung out in the bathroom for an odd amount of time until I reached the necessary 20% and then headed on my way back to Kristina’s house. By the time I made it about 1/4 mile and near Liberty Bell, I was lost and confused once again.
I finally found my way to the train at Jefferson Station and was on my way back, wrapping up day three in Philadelphia.
I got back home without any more issues, and we got McDonald’s successfully and watched more political debates. Then, I headed out to a local bar named Joclyn’s for a few drinks and meeting up with some people. I returned home exhausted from a busy day and called it a day.