
First of all, the Philadelphia Club itself. No women members are aloud. Supposedly in the first 119 years of the clubs existence, women were only even allowed inside on three occasions. Frankly, I'm surprised that there was even a woman's restroom. Also, I'm not 100 percent sure how I feel about being part of an event held at a place like that. Although, Stearns will be happy to know, there was a huge globe on a stand in one corner of the library (she's obsessed with globes on stands).
When I first came in and met one of the club's members, upon telling him where I live in Philadelphia (it's quite a swanky part), he preceded to tell me about his Quaker ancestors who were from that part of town as if I'd heard of the names of his Quaker ancestors.
Also when I first came in, one of the women who greeted us allowed me to not wear my nametag, which I was happy about (since I hate them). She joked that I could even tell everyone that I'm Kate Middleton if I liked, since there's some resemblance. Well, that could not have made me happier (since I love her). Anyway, I was thrilled for much of the evening until Francisco brought me back to earth by pointing out that the woman who said that was in development.
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In addition, he was overflowing with (I hope hyperbolic) praise for the place across the pond. Starkey maintained that everything important happened at that university, that the Reformation happened at that university.
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I like the word "swanky", especially in reference to you.
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