Fuelled by brotherly love and gooey cheesesteaks
I didn't know much about Philadelphia before I hopped the bus down south. What I did know was that cheesesteaks were begging to be eaten and that 22 years ago, the Fresh Prince was shooting some b-ball outside of school.

Pleasantly manageable, calm, and with cozy neighbourhoods and neverending series of murals spread throughout the city, it turned out to be surprisingly inspirational. Philadelphia, baby, you have my heart.