A hurricane cannot stop the celebration!
Welcome back to Philly, friends.
The flight up here was pretty uneventful… Except for when I feel asleep against the window and had this TERRIBLE dream that I couldn’t wake up and couldn’t catch my breath. For a moment, in my dream, I thought it was reality and that I was paralyzed on the plane. It was this weird, totally out-of-body experience.
And then I woke up and discovered my mouth was open and I was drooling all over myself. Nice.
Grabbed some munchies on my layover, and then finally, I arrived in Philadelphia. BFF Lauren (the bride), her sister, and her friend picked me up.
We checked into our hotel (and I was forced to signed a no-party waiver…) and then we went exploring for food.
We ended up at a sweet little place called Tria.
We ordered a ricotta and honey bruschetta to start. Amazing!
And I got a mixed greens, goat cheese, dried fig, and hazelnut salad.
A perfect lunch #2 to hold us over until dinner.
Per tradition, Lauren and I went and got our nails done..
And now, Part 1 of the bachelorette madness shall ensue. You know what the say – what happens in Philadelphia stays in Philadelphia. Seeya in the morning!