Blast from the Past
I've been incredibly privileged to have the opportunity and the means to be able to travel. I've been to destinations as far-flung as Patagonia and Greece, but one place I've always had on my list but simply never found the time to visit is Philadelphia. For me, Philadelphia represents the intersection of the historic (birthplace of the American Experiment, world-class city of art and food, etc.) and the deeply personal (the place where I was born).
Sadly, it took a death in the family before I made it the trip for the first time in 25 years. I'm so glad I did. Not only did I get to see some of the sights that have made this city famous and stuffed myself with cheesesteak (shout out to Philip's Steaks on Passyunk), I also stood outside the house where I lived when I was little, got to honor the memory of my Uncle Jim, and reconnected with family I never knew. It was a whirlwind experience and a reminder to me of the power of travel to help us understand ourselves and our place in the world.
If you'd like to read more about my trip to where it all began, check out the link below:
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