But with a good book, a shining sun, and only few speedboats on the lake it was not a bad situation at all. Afterwards I got my car fixed and then I headed towards Doylestown (that area we are considering moving to) where I had invited myself to dinner at a colleagues house. On the way there I needed to kill half an hour and as I passed this place:
I thought “well. Might as well just check it out”.
🤯How do you describe a place where you in 10 minutes encounter more mullets than in a lifetime, where a guy strolls the isles with a live snake around his arm, and where they sell cappuccinos with cannabis oil? I ended up taking onepicture that I hope somehow gives a good idea about the place: cheap makeup brushes and dinosaur skeletons hanging from the ceiling:
I don’t really think I’ll ever go back.
On the opposite ends of things is the hipster scene in Philly. I had signed up for a so-called “sippin’ and stitched” event, which was embroidery and beer at a local bar in Fishtown. I even managed to persuade someone else to go with me! I walked to fishtown from city center which gets me through Chinatown
As well as the trendy neighborhoods and the opposite-of-trendy neighborhoods. And after about an hours walk in the heat it was good to sit down with a cold beer. And stitch. And chat. It was a sort of “pressed flowers and moms day event” and of course I ended up with something completely weirdo (as usual, sigh). May I present “hiding hipster”
You are all probably blown away by this artistic level, right?😉
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