These photos were taken six years ago when I travelled alone to Philadelphia and Chicago. I don't remember that much of Philly, I just have flashes of memories: seeing the Liberty Bell, visiting the Museum of Art, the Rocky statue, buying a black and white Marimekko dress...
I visited the second largest shopping mall in the US, King of Prussia. I went there by bus, the journey took forever and I had no idea where to get off. I somehow made it there though and I recall buying Burberry wedges as the mall was closing. I had to exit via the staff entrance and a sales assistant who was leaving at the same time, asked me if I had clocked out, thinking that I was working there. I had trouble figuring out how to get a bus back to the city centre and I was scared that I might have to spend the night outside the shopping mall. There were no cars and I didn't know who to call to order a taxi. In the end I managed to catch a bus back and I felt relieved.
One great memory of Philadelphia is the time that I had dinner by myself at an Italian restaurant, when a guy who was alone at the table next to mine started talking to me. Eventually we agreed to sit at the same table and we had an interesting conversation about Americans, Europeans and their perception of the former. He was from Kentucky or Pittsburgh, I don't remember. After dinner he told me that he was paying for my meal and he offered to walk me back to my hotel. Once we got there, he thanked me for the nice conversation we had had and then we parted ways.
The Marimekko dress and the Burberry wedges have long gone since but the memories, the good ones are still here. I guess that at the end of lives the only real treasures that we are left with are the elusive present and memories of moments that made us feel good.
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