Wet in Philly

Got to spend very limited time in downtown Philadelphia today before going to the game.

I walked through an old cemetery where five signers of the Declaration of Independence are buried. I posed for a picture dancing on Benjamin Franklin's grave. Then I went over to see the Liberty Bell, which still hasn't been repaired. They have brand new sports arenas here for baseball, football, hockey and basketball, but can't fix a crack in a bell.

At this point it poured. Every time I've been to Philadelphia it has poured. All twice. A year ago I saw a game here, and it was the one where Aaron Rowland broke his nose by running full tilt into the centerfield fence. That night it rained, and the Phillies and Mets ended 3-3, so the game never happened, which I'm sure was a comfort to Aaron Rowland.

I've been my usual backward self about meeting my busmates, but I didn't hesitate to barge into the lives of two of them who had umbrellas so they could escort me from the Liberty Bell to our motorcoach.