trish bendix

All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom

Posted in Uncategorized by trishbendix on March 26, 2008

Day One: Jamie and I woke up at 3:45 a.m. and trudged through the newly fallen Chicago snow to the blue line. Our car was full of sleeping bums and a few other travelers who looked as excited to be alive as we were. Our flight was delayed forty minutes, which was actually less than we were expecting due to aforementioned snow. The news the night before had given us the idea that O’Hare was basically shutting down and people were going mad ala The Shining while awaiting upcoming flights. It was not so crazy at 4 a.m.

Flying in, we saw a lot of brown, especially in the water. We took a cab straight to McKenna‘s, an old friend of mine that I used to visit in Kalamazoo. She’s lived in Philly for a couple of years now and this was our first visit. She lives in South Philadelphia now, in a bi-level with two housemates, and works as the assistant manager of the Walnut Street Theater. In fact, she was on her way to work that morning we arrived, so we quickly dropped our things off and headed down 4th Street, stopping at the Red Hook for some coffee before McKenna dropped us at South Street with a guidebook and we were on our own for the day.

Jamie and I are used to walking (a lot) so traveling from South Philly into Center City was actually quite nice for us and a great way to see the city. We ate breakfast at Marathon Grill, a local chain, and did some shopping and stopped into American Apparel on Walnut where our other friend Beth works as a manager. On the way, we passed many people asking us to register to vote. Most donned Obama pins, but one woman was going all out in a Obama dress. She sang “Obama! Obama! Once he’s in the White House, he can’t be stopped!” We had to snap a photo.

From there, we went to City Hall and Love Park, taking advantage of all of the public art. We successfully managed to occupy ourselves until the evening, when we met McKenna for dinner on her break between shows (“The Odd Couple” is currently at the theater). Beth then got off her shift and joined us while we had drinks, and we retreated home to get ready for the rest of the night.

Around 11 p.m., we headed out to the closest thing I will ever come to resembling a rave. The Crystal Castles show in Chicago was held at Abbey Pub, an Irish music venue where I’ve seen several live shows. In Philadelphia, it was held as part of Making Time at Transit, a huge three-level venue with disco balls and strobe lights.


The music was good, and the dancing was fun, but the people in the city sure do lack the Midwestern politeness I’m used to. Pushing, shoving, and not excusing oneself in any situation is definitely the protocol. I even saw one guy try to take a lady’s beer because he thought the bartender should have served him first. The bartender scolded him, “That’s her beer!” but the guy gave the woman the stare-down before scoffing off.

By 3, I was officially jetlagged and my thighs were screaming at me.


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