Romantic Getaway?


My wife and I took a quick childless vacation to Philadelphia last week . . . a night of romance at The Thomas Bond House, a quaint, historical, and affordable bed and breakfast in the heart of the city's historical section . . . although our itinerary was anything but romantic: we began at The Mutter Museum, which is housed in The College of Physicians and contains a collection of stomach turning medical oddities from the 18th and 19th century . . . and while I won't go into detail describing them, I will tell you this: you should be glad you're not hydrocephalic . . . then we saw a very un-romantic movie (The Guard with Brendan Gleeson . . . the most romantic part is when he has some fun with two girls from "the agency" in Dublin and contracts a genital rash . . . and while I am being un-romantic, let me talk about money: the movie theater, like everything else in Philly, was cheap . . . it was only 6.50 for a ticket) and we ate at two excellent places that certainly can't be described as romantic-- The Good Dog, which has the appearance of a neighborhood dive bar but makes amazing sandwiches, and Dmitri's, which is tiny, crowded, noisy, and spartan, with a black and white checked floor, tables, and nothing else inside . . . but the octopus and shrimp and hummus and avocado citrus salad are excellent . . . and then we finished our anti-romantic romantic getaway at Eastern State Penitentiary-- claimed to be the first modern building in America and the first penitentiary in the world-- and the place is truly creepy, especially when you listen to the audio tour, which is narrated by Steve Buscemi, and highly recommended (and if you've seen Twelve Monkeys, several scenes from the film were shot inside the prison walls).


7 comments:

rob said...

awwwww, yeah

(continuing the theme. i figure there's not much less romantic than a lecherous blog comment.)

zman said...
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zman said...

Sounds like a perfect romantic weeekend for a couple of dysmorphophiliacs. Or teratophiliacs.

Dave said...

i love when people write something so raunchy tat they think better and then delete it.

Dave said...

weirdest coincidence-- the definition for dysmorphophiliac is next to the definition for adipocere, which is what the "soap lady" is made of-- one of the main attractions at the mutter museum-- her fat turned to soap and mummified her. really gross.

zman said...

This is, after all, a fambly blog.

Dave said...

i love thinking about happy families gathering around the computer to read sentence of dave.

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