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Philadelphia in an afternoon

I saw very little of Philadelphia during IRE.

As for the content of the conference… Just give me a day or two to process that.

Most of our time was spent indoors, with the occasional dash to Terminal Market for coffee. Evenings provided a chance to explore local bars and restaurants.

But after the last session on Sunday, I had 18 hours of freedom (including seven hours of sunshine).

Rather conveniently, there was an Indego stand right outside the hotel. Despite the fact I have no sense of direction and still make an “L” with my left hand to distinguish it from my right, I survived an afternoon cruising the streets of Philadelphia.

Independence Hall: Where the United States Declaration of Independence and the United States Constitution were debated and adopted

Independence Hall: Where the United States Declaration of Independence and the United States Constitution were debated and adopted

Replica of the Liberty Bell's inscription

Replica of the Liberty Bell’s inscription

Don't ask me which bridge this is.

Don’t ask me which bridge this is

With a free evening ahead, my first thought was to return to New York.

Factoring in travel time, this plan would have meant missing my flights home. Still, I considered it for longer than I should have.

Now, I’m in Los Angeles. I’ve made two flights, and I’ve got two to go.

Entering Tom Bradley International Terminal, you’re faced with rows of check-in desks belonging to different airlines.

I must have looked lost.

“Swiss?” An official asked me.

Hmm, that would be nice.

“Yeah, nah,” I said. “I’m going to New Zealand.”

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