sitting in the hotel waiting for the action to begin...and by action i mean a solid night of work ahead of me. philly is special, but in a gritty kind of hungry american way, which is not so bad. the one thing that makes me smile when i come here is how everyone seems pretty stoked on football, downstairs at the sheraton hotel bar they are enjoying thursday night with cheesesteak, football, and michelob ultra. impressive.
something about philly really makes me want to make out under bleachers, do we do that enough in toronto?