photo credit: BBS
We braved hours of torrential rain and finally made it to Philadelphia. The grey-blue skies and mist burned off and by late afternoon, it was sunny and warm.
Tomorrow, we'll do the sight-seeing...
"There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle
with the heavens that cover them.
Snow, rain, and mist highlight, drench, or conceal the vast towers,
but those towers, hostile to mystery and blind to any sort of play,
shear off the rain's tresses and shine their
three thousand swords through the soft swan of the fog"
Federico García Lorca
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