Tag: Irish Pub

Bike-Sharing Philadelphia

  Last year, I spent the first weekend of May in Philadelphia with Philly Bike Tours, learning that I actually don’t hate bike riding as much as I thought. I then spent a glorious Saturday day drinking at Philly beer gardens, and attending the annual South Street Maifest, presented by  Brauhaus Schmitz, which was the inspiration

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Bar-B-Que, Art & a Second Round at the Pedal Bar in Philadelphia

I had a very action packed week last week. On the weekend of February 7th, I went to Philadelphia to celebrate my sister’s big 2-5 and then that following Wednesday flew down to Nashville for four days. I’ve basically spent the past two days living either at the gym or outside XC skiing in order

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Running of the Santas Weekend

This past weekend, I participated in #2 on my list of “5 Very Pennsylvanian Holiday Ideas”, Running With the Santas, a Santa Clause-themed barcrawl and party held annually in Philadelphia. Running of the Santas began in Manayunk in 1998 and is an annual event where participants dress up like Santa and at a given time, run from a

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Big Red Pedal Tours: Philly’s New Pedal Bar

I woke up Monday morning wondering whether or not I’d be a Facebook status, the latest meme or some other form of viral sensation. My buddy Eric and I had done a pedicycle bar crawl in Philly the day before with Big Red Pedal Tours and I can’t remember the last time so many people (that I

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10 Cheap and Easy Things to do Around Philly

The travel blogging community is certainly a fickle one.  There’s a certain sense of exclusivity and superiority and one-upmanship that permeates it; If you haven’t couchsurfed your way across Bulgaria or eaten street meat in Tai Pei or didn’t spend all of your time in Pittsburgh scouring organic farmer’s markets for local products then you’re not

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Philly Irish Bar Crawl

This past fall, three college friends and I got tickets to Dropkick Murphy’s “Sham Rock N’ Roll  Tour”, a mini Irish musical festival with Dropkick as the headlining act.   The concert was on a Sunday night at 5:00 at the Electric Factory in Philadelphia.   Never ones to go to a show sober (especially an Irish

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How I Learned To Like Atlantic City

I’ve always looked down on Atlantic City. I don’t know if it’s because I assumed it could never live up to Las Vegas, if it’s because I associated it with senior citizens sadly taking the bus trip down from Scranton for the day to “finally make it big”, or if it’s because the Springsteen song

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