Sunday, December 07, 2008

99 problems but Philly ain't one

"A passerby talks on his phone out front of Cappucelo’s Meats as he inspects a window display at the Italian Market area in South Philadelphia, Saturday, Dec.6."

The rapper Jay-Z has a song called 99 problems, in which he sings, "I got 99 problems but a [woman] ain't one."

Well, that phrase came into play when we decided to go to Philadelphia on a whim yesterday. I got 99 problems but a Philadelphia ain't one. Or was it?

My weekend was slow, the slowest its been in a really long time, so randomly we thought we'd head to Philly for some famous cheesesteaks and see what else we could find going on.

I've been to Philadelphia a bunch of times, and most recently with my buddy Darnay who is a Philly native and cheesesteak connoisseur. He was the one who introduced me to the South Philly meat and cheese instant classic.

But it wasn't long after we left that our fun trip would turn into a laundry list of issues.

It all started when I realized that my car temperature needle was spiking. Now my car is fairly new and never given me any sort of real issues, so I knew something was going wrong.

Having been a gear-head, I knew to crank to the heat to save the car from overheating and breaking down. The only issue was that we were now driving with the heat blaring and windows down.

Once we got to South Philly, we had zero problems parking and the lines were relatively short considering the Army Vs. Navy football game, which was being held at Lincoln Financial, was just ending.

However, it was freezing and I think I lost a filling as every bite I took was horrendous pain. Yet another problem to the list.

After devouring some delicious subs, I remembered the Italian Market a couple blocks away, so we burned off the fatty, cheesy sandwiches and got a kick out of this little street. This is worth visiting if you're ever in Philadelphia. It's a very colorful area and loaded with features. It really reminds me of Rocky. I wish I could have hung out there longer.

Speaking of the famous film boxer, from there we jetted over to the Philadelphia Museum of Art to see the famous Rocky Balboa statue. No issues there, other than it was frigid and since we had gone up late, it was already dark.

Before heading home we thought we maybe walk down Market Street and peek into some shops and grab dinner.

Well, at this point it was dumping snow and finding parking was anything but easy. So after an hour of circling we found a spot on the street. And it was close to a recommend, comfy sushi restaurant we thought we'd test out.

Yet again, although great sushi and a nice little, quaint restaurant, we were uninformed by Max that it was BYOL. Thanks, man! I kid. Although, what is sushi without some beer and sake?

Following dinner, our meter was running low, so we opted to just walk around in the winter white land.

Alas, although having a great time despite the cold, early sunset, toothache, and overheating car, we came to find out some inconsiderate driver had hit my driver side car door and left without notice or note when I was parked.

Nonetheless, all the problems we had, large or small, we had a good time and that's all one can ask for. Here are a couple frames from the streets.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Darnay said...

That slideshow feels like home... love the one from the art museum of the skyline. Can't wait to be there in a couple weeks.

Sunday, December 07, 2008 1:52:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

got hit in tu parking lot and no one left a note either. found out too late that i could have filed a hit and run with the police and only paid $250 and it wouldn't have hurt my insurance premium either. just a thought if you wanted to get your car fixed!

Sunday, December 07, 2008 8:30:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOVE the b&w pictures!!! I overall really like the pictures you have posted from your weekend A LOT. Great job! and sorry about the negative things that did happen, but it seemed like you had a good weekend!

Monday, December 08, 2008 2:27:00 AM  

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