Dude, just 'cause your room has a line of sight to Independence Hall does not mean you suddenly have the gift of orating to the masses.
This trip starts where most do: in Chinatown. There's something ironic with starting every new city at the very spot where they are all the same. I mean, there's a Dragonesque gate. There's a noodle house. There's Rock and Mei pigging out on pork buns. You don't have to travel the world to see that sight: try the Chinese takeaway downstairs.
Liberty! Nothing like a busted bell to ring liberty into the darkest corners of the world. Rock, it seems, needs liberating from a shirt that appears to be struggling with the local Chinatown delights.
"Freedom is a light, for which many men have died in darkness." Let's not forget the cost of freedom runs a lot higher than the repair bill for a big broken bell.
Show a little dignity folks. This is where olde timers in really tight tights scribbled on a piece of paper. Some sort of declaration that ye shall blast fireworks every year.
The birthplace of a nation, the aptly named Independence Hall.
Christchurch? What a difference a space can make.
Stop three on the Ivy League tour (Harvard, check. Columbia, check. Massey, che... get outta here bro). All hail the erudite green stone of the mighty University of Pennsylvania.
Mei's mortarboard isn't quite what she was expecting.
The twin towers of Penn meet the twin towers of Massey.
Wharton School of Business. This is another place Rock didn't attend. Sure, they have a cool wall, but their hacky field is covered with snow half the time.
Rocky Balboa! The good thing about a still photo is you only have to run up the last three steps, instead of the whole flight.
On your mark... get set... beat the other dude senseless.
I'm sure when Brotherly Love was first invented it didn't sound quite so gay.
Somehow I don't think the real Rocky would be all that impressed to see you getting your ass kicked by a girl. Quick, cut to a training montage.
Any city that has a Rocky has got to be worth visiting. The same cannot be said for any blog that has a Rocky.
What's the difference between a photo album and a blog? In a photo album you can enjoy the photos without having to read filler comments like this.
Philadelphia is famous for Rocky and cheesesteaks. Rocky is famous for eating cheesesteaks, among other things. Lots of things actually. Like pork buns. Anyway, this is the most famous cheesesteak joint in Philly. Throw some cheese and grilled beef on a bun, call it a cheesesteak, and bingo, you'll have the tourists lining up around the block to get a piece of the action.
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