In the search for my identity in the early stages of planning and "themeing" the wedding, long before I gave it up and admitted my supreme love of and comfort with girly flower rufflyiness, I wanted to delve deeper into this want for eco-green and try to be an urban indie bride.
Next up in Philly, we hopped back in our minivan and skadoodled in to Olde City to visit what I thought might just be a sure thing. No one else in my party had {yet} heard of it:
As promised, I present a series of posts {breaking them up thusly for my own sanity as well as readers' attention spans} recapping the Philadelphia venues we visited. These were generally chosen for their quirky coolness or historical relevance, and we visited in one whirlwind day downtown with as many interested parties (and opinions) as could fit in one minivan.
Did I ever mention how nostalgia is part of my sorta-theme? Imagine, if you will, hosting your wedding in one of your mostfavorite places to visit from your childhood. A place all about history, science, puzzles, games, Benjamin Franklin, really large movies, and school field trips. I present to you that place for most Philly kids...