



Jack had to go back to the car and feed the parking meter. While Raisinette, Cordelia and I waited in the shadowy cool of the trees around Christ Church, Raisinette read a Philadelphia ghost story.

After Jack returned, we headed off to see the Delaware River. It is the border between Philadelphia and New Jersey, which is on the other side of the bridge pictured. We didn't have the time or the desire to cross the bridge and visit the Garden State, so we headed back into town "Reservoir Dogs" style in search of food.


We found a restaurant that I hope was a local place suitable for getting authentic Philly Cheese Steaks. I kept my order simple--steak and onions with Cheese Whiz. It was good and I chowed down.
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