Sunday

  Sunday consisted of breakfast at the Melrose Diner where I met Dave who was a bartender in the 1970s. It was great trading stories with him and meeting people like this is what diners are all about.

  After breakfast I rode the subway around for a while but the junkie situation was one of the worse I've ever seen. I ended up taking it back to South Philly where I walked around the 9th Street Italian Market where I had a chance to warm up and meet some new people by the fire.

  I ended up taking the Chestnut Hill West train home instead of the East. The West train takes about 15 minutes longer but there's more texture along the way.