Papa and I took a long weekend excursion to the City of Brotherly LOVE (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) for a conference. We left Friday morning from Kansas City International Airport. My sweet husband booked my dad and I a first class ticket 🎫 ✈️ so we had plenty of leg room, snacks, drinks and attention.
When we arrived our hotel 🏨 room was a 2 bedroom/2 bath with a living room and kitchen. Again, we were very comfortably content. Since my memory/dizziness are a issue and my dad recently had a eye surgery we opted out of a rental car. Luckily, the hotel was gracious about calling a taxi 🚕 service to move us around the city.
Initially as we waited for a 🚖 TAXI we were watching for a traditional numbered yellow taxi perhaps even with black and white checker board print on the vehicle. Instead what we got was a very new, shiny, black Cadillac. The driver immediately stepped out, introduced himself as “CJ” and began opening doors for us to get into the car and loading our luggage. 💼 💼
Over the weekend we traveled to many local hot spots as well as our conference. Each and every time we contacted CJ he would answer the phone in his Guam accent “HELLO JENNIFER”. Minutes later he would happily be at our location opening doors and driving us to the next destination. CJ was a very hard working, positive, kind, trustworthy, good soul.
We all talked about many things during our travels but my favorite times were when we shared stories.
I think my favorite story CJ told was about a client that invested in him. This particular client bought bad debt and invested the earned income into new business. As she got to know CJ via travels around the city she learned he was saving to start his own business with his brother, Effron. On her last day in Philadelphia she paid for her ride, offered a tip and a check for $10,000. CJ and Effron both said they still keep in contact with her.
Papa and I also explored South Philadelphia where Rocky lived in a row house in the first Rocky movie. We ate at a Food Network TV 📺 acclaimed walk-up-window called Pat’s KING of Steaks (Cheesesteaks that is), crossed the narrow 🏍 motorcycle filled street to try the local competition (Geno,s). Shockingly I liked the cheesesteak wit wiz from PAT’S the best! 😳 😜 😝
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When ordering a cheesesteak, the idea is to clarify as concisely as possible the requested type of cheese and whether or not to add onions.
Locals have become so adept at this practice that they basically have it down to three words: saying “one whiz wit” to the person behind the counter means that one cheesesteak [denoted by the “one”] with Cheez Whiz [denoted by the “whiz”] and fried onions [denoted by the “wit”].
Similarly, saying “one provy wit’out” means a single cheesesteak [one] made with provolone cheese [provy] and without fried onions [wit’out].
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We saw the Liberty Bell, the first White House and the Independence Museum.
Enjoyed the statue of The Thinker outside the Philadelphia Art Museum. And saw the famous steps that the character Rocky Balboa run up in the first Rocky movie.
The long weekend in Philadelphia melted away quickly but I really enjoyed having my dad to myself. Papa and I had some nice walks and talks, attended a fabulous conference together, met some wonderful people, ate some good food and thoroughly enjoyed our time together!!! Everybody should get a long weekend with just their dad!!! I will cherish my weekend with my dear, old dad for forever.
Lucky 🍀 Me!!!!!