Reading Viaduct Part One.

Reading Viaduct Part One.

Cast:
Jackie—the romantic era inspired model
Matt—straight guy for a day
Barrett—tourist, doing non-traditional touristy stuff
Danielle—poorly dressed panick stricken mess
Arianna—commentary and designated criticizer
Myself—loner, lens

So the crew sets out on our first Urban Expedition to the Reading Viaduct. I left Matt in charge of navigation since I should never be let responsible for anything but myself and my camera when I am shooting. Creative fog I blame. Well….Matt did not do that great of a job either. He instructed us that we should probably just park around 9th and Callowhill and find our way. He promised he looked at a map, but I think the large rooster in his living room kept his mind preoccupied for most of the morning. Regardless, we found our way to the entrance, somewhere about 13th and Callowhill(ish).

We were greeted by a large chained fence telling us NO trespassing. Eff that. It was over or under for us. The boys took the challenge of climbing the barbed fence, while us girls opted to burrow under like the bitches we are. Five made it through, Danielle still standing on the opposite side. After ten minutes of I can’t do its, I am claustrophobic’s, and I will die for sure’s Danielle mustered up enough courage to lay on the ground and let the fence move smoothly (not even touching) over her 100 lb body. I think she was ultimately scared to ruin her poorly put together set of mom jeans and 1988 pumped up kicks. However, I am proud of her for overcoming her fear (only until we returned to leave). I am not sure if she had much of a choice considering I told her we would leave her ass if she didn’t do it. Her crying meant nothing to us. No Sensitive Sally’s here.

We walked like 100 feet only to be greeted by another fence, this one thankfully was cut and we could squeeze through a little hole. And we were in! And it was awesome. From this point forward I am just going to post what I shot because I am not sure if words can really describe any of it clearly.






































After part one of Reading Viaduct we decided to grab some food and beers at Prohibition TapRoom. Why I have never been here I am not exactly sure? They have a pickle plate. A what? A pickle plate, with all veggies pickled. I was in my glory. And Southampton Double White, by far my favorite and least able to find, beer of all time. I will most likely become a regular here.

I loved this day. It was by far my favorite of the year so far.

To be continued….