after a week of what i guess you can call rest, it was off to Philadelphia for the photo conference. College Park, MD happens to be conveniently on the way and i got to visit Jessica from the Sommerkurs!! it was also conveniently the night of the Maryland/Duke upset. whoa. you Terrapins are crazy, but the cops were indeed a bit over dramatic about everything. i could see myself living in DC, though. especially for the international route. hm.
it was a quick drive to Harrisburg, where i parked my car at my aunt's house and got a taxi to the train station. i know! trains in America?! felt like home (ie: Germany). a bit as if i stepping to a time capsule from 30 years ago, though. =P the conductor had an old skool get-up and hand-wrote little tickets to tuck in the rack above your head.
enter: Philadelphia
mmm mmm, American urbanity. i forgot that Philly was one time bigger than New York and i didn't think so much about writing the Declaration of Independence until i got off the train. i know i talk about the impact history has on me when i visit a city. well, the States have hardly let me down. at least here, i don't need a tour guide or brochures because i remember learning everything in grade school (or more likely, from my father).
i didn't have time for sight-seeing. the vibes i got from Mr. Brotherly-Love were just swimming in my head as i sat through the lectures with SPE. the conference as a whole was not too exciting or invigorating like Dallas. i kind of expected that. after KKΨ, i know better than to get caught up in the glam of big organizations. still, i enjoying hanging out with the our photo department, seeing old faces and meeting the new crew (even though it meant four nights of sleeping on the floor). perhaps it was really just a ploy to visit Philly and the Big Apple. ;)
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