I didn't go shopping today
I went to Mad Mex for lunch. Woo.
I guess I got there around 3pm, it was practically empty, and I forgot that going to places like that by yourself in America is a little weird. Whatever. I got my usual mad mex steak burrito with double sour cream and it was really nostalgic.
The waitress asked me whether I was taking a break from shopping and I said I wasn't shopping -- and it was a long story to explain why I was there.
"Good story or bad story?"
"Neither. I went to college in Pittsburgh next to what I think is the original Mad Mex, so I wanted to come here for a burrito for old times' sake."
"Really? Which Mad Mex?"
"The Oakland one."
"Oh, yeah. My boyfriend used to be the manager there. But I've never gone in."
"Whaaaat."
"How does this place compare, anyway?"
"Oh man, this place is HUGE compared to that Pittsburgh one. It'd be like... the size of just this room here, without the other two rooms. It was always dark and loud and you couldn't hear anyone, but we'd go there at least once a week for late-night half-price food anyway."

So anyway, Mad Mex is at 34th and Chestnut or so. I wanted to confirm where the Lee's Hoagie House is at 40th so I can go back another time, since it's now the closest one to here.
I started walking west. Naturally at 34th you're still on Penn campus so everything is gentrified and clean and pretty and all the people are white, but it's funny how as you walk further west on Chestnut everything looks more and more like West Philly, until you hit like 38th and suddenly there are no white people. BUT then you get to 40th and there's this huge yuppie supermarket with a gigantic parking lot, and a yuppie movie theater and Marathon Grill or whatever. WTF. It's apparently the westernmost end of what's considered Penn campus, I guess.
And Lee's is right there. So now I know. It's right next to the Sig Ep frat house, go figure.
Anyway, I saw diet birch beer in the window of the yuppie supermarket so I ended up going in there and buying groceries, if you consider that "shopping". I don't.
Actually, oddly enough I realized later that the yuppie theater was the same place I saw Da Vinci Code with Tim and Laurie like two years ago, since Laurie's sister was a manager there.
For the evening I didn't do much of anything. Worked on stuff on my laptop and sort of watched TV, and did laundry. And in the late late evening, like 11pm, I went downstairs and finally tried to use the gym in this building. Nobody else was there, which was nice. Unfortunately I can't remember the lifting routine I used to do in Seattle, and the machines are similar but not exactly the same so I'm not sure how to adapt. I ended up just running treadmills after doing a few lifts. It's still better than not getting enough exercise, which is the case now.
Stationary bikes, by the way, just don't feel like real bikes.
I guess I got there around 3pm, it was practically empty, and I forgot that going to places like that by yourself in America is a little weird. Whatever. I got my usual mad mex steak burrito with double sour cream and it was really nostalgic.
The waitress asked me whether I was taking a break from shopping and I said I wasn't shopping -- and it was a long story to explain why I was there.
"Good story or bad story?"
"Neither. I went to college in Pittsburgh next to what I think is the original Mad Mex, so I wanted to come here for a burrito for old times' sake."
"Really? Which Mad Mex?"
"The Oakland one."
"Oh, yeah. My boyfriend used to be the manager there. But I've never gone in."
"Whaaaat."
"How does this place compare, anyway?"
"Oh man, this place is HUGE compared to that Pittsburgh one. It'd be like... the size of just this room here, without the other two rooms. It was always dark and loud and you couldn't hear anyone, but we'd go there at least once a week for late-night half-price food anyway."
So anyway, Mad Mex is at 34th and Chestnut or so. I wanted to confirm where the Lee's Hoagie House is at 40th so I can go back another time, since it's now the closest one to here.
I started walking west. Naturally at 34th you're still on Penn campus so everything is gentrified and clean and pretty and all the people are white, but it's funny how as you walk further west on Chestnut everything looks more and more like West Philly, until you hit like 38th and suddenly there are no white people. BUT then you get to 40th and there's this huge yuppie supermarket with a gigantic parking lot, and a yuppie movie theater and Marathon Grill or whatever. WTF. It's apparently the westernmost end of what's considered Penn campus, I guess.
And Lee's is right there. So now I know. It's right next to the Sig Ep frat house, go figure.
Anyway, I saw diet birch beer in the window of the yuppie supermarket so I ended up going in there and buying groceries, if you consider that "shopping". I don't.
Actually, oddly enough I realized later that the yuppie theater was the same place I saw Da Vinci Code with Tim and Laurie like two years ago, since Laurie's sister was a manager there.
For the evening I didn't do much of anything. Worked on stuff on my laptop and sort of watched TV, and did laundry. And in the late late evening, like 11pm, I went downstairs and finally tried to use the gym in this building. Nobody else was there, which was nice. Unfortunately I can't remember the lifting routine I used to do in Seattle, and the machines are similar but not exactly the same so I'm not sure how to adapt. I ended up just running treadmills after doing a few lifts. It's still better than not getting enough exercise, which is the case now.
Stationary bikes, by the way, just don't feel like real bikes.
