Philly freakin' Rocks!!!! The people here are so nice. My plane got in an hour late due to bad weather, but a guy at the baggage claimed shared the heart shape cookies his mom made for him with me. I also had to take a cab to the hotel. The ride was something out of the movies as my driver was somewhat reckless and had a Italian/city accent and though i shorted him 3 buck (it's 20% gratuity for cabs, i felt soooo bad) he was sweet and forgave this country bumpkin.
Today i navigated the subway, which was also very movie like as no sooner had I descended the stairs that a train pulled up. And as i was paying and asking if it went to 5th street people were putting there arms out to keep me from toppling into them as the dimly lit trolley lurched forward. I visited the liberty bell, Franklin's printing shop, Independence hall, and chinatown. Not to mention wandered through all the streets admiring the amazingly old architechture.
As far as orientation goes, it should have happened weeks ago. I feel so much better about this whole trip and my cohort is the shit. As we sat tonight eating dinner and drinking at a local pub, I already feel as though we are the best of friends "You bring tupperware? Yah, that three packs of underwear and a plastic troll." I didn't realize it but they all have been experiencing the exact same anxiety as me, which isn't good, but in a way heartening.