When I was a camp counselor, we use to tell the young and naive campers that Lower Merion (the main line of Philadelphia) was the center of the universe. This was an easy explanation to the eight year olds because nearly all of them (and the counselors) hailed from that blessed suburb. It was a fun little white lie to keep the kids talking and wondering about the greater abyss. Little did I know, or them for that matter, the real center of the universe is an island due east of New Jersey and due west of the Nassau coliseum, New York City.
When you live and work in the center of the universe, you tend to get caught up in the day to day and relinquish appreciation for the cosmic tradition and spectacles that this city was formed upon. Countless times, I have used this blog as a public reminder to frequently stray from the course of my typical routine and allow myself to get lost in this city's beautiful offerings. It's not all innate motivation however...I look to others to push and inspire me to do more and be better about living out my motto.
Months ago, I had an opportunity to sit down with one of my favorite bloggers and city adventure seekers - Lydia Warren. She inspired me to write about many of my experiences as she was courageous enough to take on the motto for an entire year, EVERY, SINGLE, DAY. Lydia did one new thing for 365 days without skipping a day. A few weeks ago, I received an email from a reader who was inspired from my writing to take on a voice of her own. Gwendy was kind enough to let me share her post as she breaks out of her own doldrums and into her appreciative mind for what lies in front of her. Gwendy takes on the city with city sights. You can read her post below:
I’ll admit that, at times, complacency can be the name of my game. I mean, what’s easier than becoming so comfortable with my daily routine that I inadvertently become ignorant to the rich history of this beautiful city? I read Eric’s blog post last fall, and was inspired to take a “neighborhood tour”—or at least, my own version of it. I subsequently found myself (and my trooper of a husband) on an epic journey to find our latent sense of adventure.My husband isn’t much of a “casual walker.” He’ll walk if he has to (which, let’s be honest, is most of the time in this city) but an all-day stroll is usually not his idea of fun. So, in an attempt to seamlessly blend our interests together, we took a classic film tour...by bus! Despite having seen many of these landmarks before, it was refreshing to see them from an alternative perspective. Also, since I’m both mildly competitive and a ridiculous Jeopardy fanatic, I enjoyed the trivia quizzes (…and getting more answers right than my husband. Don’t ask him, just believe me.) These were some of our favorite sights:
My husband is super into architecture, and this staple definitely piqued his interest, while I’m just a shameless appreciator of all things breathtaking.
Any classic movie lover will appreciate this, unless you’re my husband, in which case Breakfast at Tiffany’s means something entirely different.
There are so many reasons to love this building. So. Many. Reasons. The money it costs to live there is not one of them…
I’ll admit it, I loved Home Alone 2. No shame in my game, we were jacked to see where the majority of the movie took place.
Featured in maybe every movie…ever? The grandiose presence and intricate design details make this a jaw-dropper every time.