Saturday was my only full day in town. I got up, brushed my teeth and finished a blog post while watching the Olympics. I started to get hungry, but I initially didn’t quite know where I wanted to go — or what I wanted to eat. I did know that I wanted to watch the Olympics, finish editing some photos and have a low-key afternoon.
So, I decided to head back to Fadó Irish Pub, which was a few blocks from my hotel. And it would allow me to return to my room to drop off my laptop — if I had enough time. As i was walking to Fado, I came across a clothing store with some dope ass suits. Wanna look like a big time pimp, come down to Chestnut Street, y’all.
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