Last week, I found myself in Philadelphia for a variety of reasons. I had traveled the four-and-a-half-hours by car from Pittsburgh to Philly, was quite hungry, and had heard that Philly’s Chinatown has some of the best dim sum one can find on the east coast. So, after getting settled at my Fishtown accommodations, I hopped in a heavily-scented Uber (photo below), then set off on a very quick stroll through Chinatown on an unusually cold May morning filled with gray skies and an unrelenting drizzle. Without a calendar, anyone could have assumed we had skipped right over summer, and here was autumn creeping in once more. Forever wishing I had more time, that it wasn’t raining out, and that I wasn’t in a rush to duck into the nearest dim sum joint to slurp down some soup dumplings, I was only able to snap a few quick street shots as I hustled through the vibrant streets of one of America’s largest Chinatowns.
I’ve heard there are other exciting reasons to visit Philly’s Chinatown (like, a no-phones-allowed, dress-code-enforced, North Korean speakeasy behind a hidden door at the back of a laundromat, for example), and I hope to come back soon to spend more time wandering around. Here’s to longer, warmer days ahead.