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And it's boiling again! 91 degrees here in Philly today. I've had so many very awesome times since I last updated in Baltimore three days ago. In the end we didn't go on the ghost tour as it was $15 and we (we being myself, Elodie and a Canadian guy called Neil) decided we'd rather spend the money at the pub. My last day in Baltimore I spent mooching around the harbour, eating frozen yogurt and generally enjoying the sun (which I paid for with incredibly itchy sunburn).
I got to Philly at about 9:30 yesterday morning, left my bags at the hostel and headed out to do the tourist stuff. I visited Independence Hall, where the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution were both signed, and later I visited the Liberty Bell. I walked home via what's known locally (apparantly) as the Gaybourhood, but wasn't very gay at all, except for a few rainbow flags and a bookshop or two. And some gays. In retrospect, I'm not sure what I expected - possibly something more like the last "gay area" I visited, which was in Toronto three years ago during Pride week. There were significantly more dancing men in drag. Nonetheless it was very pleasant. In the evening, I finally got my ghost tour, albeit in a different city, and very much enjoyed mooching around historical buildings with our guide, Tim, telling us ghost stories in his "spooky" voice. This was followed by the first hour or so of Superbad and then bed. Incidentally, my dorm room has 28 beds in. All of which are occupied. Incredibly I still managed to sleep through the night. I think I have some sort of magical powers as despite staying only in dorm rooms with between four and 27 other occupants I have so far not been woken up once in the night over the last two weeks.
Today I walked over to the Franklin Institute of Science via Reading Terminal Market, which is incredible - giant indoor farmers market with lots of crepe and patisserie stands, as well as fruit, veg, meat, fish, cheese and all kinds of ethnic cuisine. I learned many things at the Institute - first of all, that Egyptian pharoahs such as Cleopatra married their siblings and often gave birth to them. Cleopatra, at 18, married her eleven-year-old brother, then her even younger brother after he died, and eventually her three-year-old son. Twisted. Also the Mayans were super clever about the stars. And they had a giant heart that you could walk through pretending to be a blood cell! Epic times.
One more day in Philadelphia before I head on to Boston. Now that I'm over half way through my trip I feel a bit sad that it'll all be over so soon. But I've had so many great times and met so many awesome people, and there's still a lot more to come. So bring on Boston!
Brewster out
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Egs For a minute I thought it was the mayans with the giant heart....
sarah x wow roswie u look like ur having an amazing time :d miss u loads have to meet up when u get back x oh oh oh i have a house to move into end of this month im hoping cant wait eeeeee :D love u loads chick see u soon xxxxxxxxx