Megacool Megabus

We're wrinting from a megacool megabus bus with megawifi on our way to DC, the capital city of the most powerful country of the worls (until China feels like waking up).

These last days have been relly intense, we've seen all of Philadelphia and we've almost overcome the jet lag that was haunting us at night/in the morning.

Yesterday wewalked to U Penn, the Univesity of Pennsylvania, one of the Ivy League universities that from a touristic point of view leaves people indifferent; it's just another part of the city in which biuldings are the same, but wth school names.

However, on our way there, we had the opportunity to live something really weird: we were at the entrance of a store in South St. waiting for the rain to stop. After cointinuing walking we started to notice that something was wrong: we could hear the rain falling but we weren't getting wet, so after exhaustive investigations involving the FBI and the CIA, we concluded that it was raining on the sidewalk in front of us, but not in ours.

The rest of the day was pretty normal: we continued our visit trough Philadelphia, the city of opposites, in which glass skyscrappers similar to Manhattan's are chaostically mixed with red brick brooklyn-like condos and sppartment buildings and with two-story houses for rich people and gardens.

We walked a little around the financial district, we licked the liberty bell to honour the contemporary hero Barney Stinson and we travelled back in time to listen to the pilgrim fathers (and mother) read the declaration of independence.

On our way back to the hostel, Nuria made her first stop in boxes (aka Sephora) only to discover the huge difference of prices and number of brands between Spain and the USA (she was shocked for a while and wanted her mom to be there and walk around the store with her).

Miguel did not have a birthday cake this year, so we bought a strawberry-lemon cupcake and enjoyed it so much right before having one of the famous Philly cheesesteaks (basically a cheese and steak sandwich with onions, ketchup and mustard).

To round up the day, we joined the movie night the hostel was hosting and we watched Hall Pass (not bad, although a little disgusting) with free beers on the hostel.

We'll see what DC (or Wa-shing-ton, as they would say in China) has prepared for us.

(Nuria writing this blog post in the megacool megabus)

(Philly from the Fine Arts Museum)

(Miguel just about to eat some seaweed biscuits bought in Chinatown)

(Nuria licking the Liberty Bell)

(Philly from U Penn)

(Miguel eating his birthday cupcake)

PS. We have aded a page under the name of “Trip” in which we talk about our plans for the whole two months and we hve also added pics to the previous posts and tags so that it's aeasier to find a certain post according to the subject.