Tonight's show is in Philadelphia. I can't think when the last time I visited Philly was. It may have been a Girl Scout trip with my first troop--so maybe twelve years ago. And we're not really going to see much of the city--or really any at all. A hotel room and a concert venue on the outskirts of town. That's all. But it is enough.
So I drove south to Phyllis's house and she got us the rest of the way to Philadelphia. We were both still on that proverbial concert high from Wednesday's Central Park show and adventure in the Village that followed. We checked in, relaxed for a minute and, because this was a seated show (therefore no need to wait in line), went in search of dinner. Then on to the Mann Center to meet up with lots more friends, this time from Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Virginia, New York (our Buffalo area girls again!) and Maryland. Most of us had front row tickets because the concert karma for this show was unprecedented. Some had meet and greets tonight so I grabbed a beer and found my oh-so-close-to-the-stage seat, silently blessing my friend for inviting me on this trip.