My second day in Philadelphia was spent locked up in a conference room looking at statistics and charts during which various field experts lectured in a way that would have put Charlie Brown’s teacher to shame.
The following day was much of the same with the exception that we got out early which suited me just fine. I was in desperate need for a good drink in the sunshine.
As soon as the applause ended for the last lecture of the day, I was out in a flash and found myself at Spruce Street Harbor Park. I fell in love. Instantly.
A harbor park right on the Delaware. There are games (including a life-size chess set, who doesn’t like that?), food trucks, places to relax and, my favorite, twinkle lights everywhere.
The entire harbor is full of bright colors – the perfect contrast from a dull dreary office. I really can’t imagine a better place to come after a long work week.
You can unwind in lawn chairs, tables, hammocks or a net suspended over the river. Take your pick – there’s no wrong choice here. Just make sure you have your sunnies on and a good drink in your hand.
You can even pop over for a little culture to tour the Olympia.
As the sky grows darker, the lights come on and the park positively buzzes with energy. Spruce Street Harbor was by far one of my favorite places I visited in Philadelphia.
However, as night started rolling in, there was one more stop I wanted to make.
If you’ve never heard of it, you can leave now. Okay, don’t go – I’ll tell you about it but you have to promise you’ll make the trip to Philly just for the stop here. It’s one of the places to go (according to all my frantic foodie googling before leaving).
When you approach, the line will most likely be right out to the door if not spilling out on the street but don’t let that deter you. It will be worth it. Trust me.
Fully designed to be a classic ice cream parlor, no detail is left out. From the old fashioned cash register (no credit cards accepted here) to the staff wearing hats and bowties, you can take it all in as you anxiously wait in line, listening to jazz playing in the background.
My advice: ignore the calories, at least for the night. Get the biggest milkshake, sundae, cone, soda, whatever you fancy. The ice cream is homemade and oh-so worth it.
Stroll down the streets of Philadelphia as the sky darkens and the lights come on and enjoy one of the best treats you’ll ever have.
Trust me, it’s worth the visit alone.