Results tagged “pedestrian”

I'm going to get right to the point today. I've covered related topics in Return to Sender, but for this week's Monday Manners column, I'm keeping things short, sweet, and to the point: don't honk at pedestrians and bicyclists if they're not breaking the law. Don't do it. Period.

Protest over national vs. regional chains, the never-ending debate over the place of cars and bicycles in our metropolises, professional sports scandals, remembering a solemn day, and being issued a search warrant - it all happened across our sites this week!

Dear Philadelphia Motorists:

Dear William Penn:

Dear Philadelphia:

Phillyist paid tribute to her this week with a heartfelt letter to her and an obituary.

Halloween is Tuesday, which means this weekend is really the time for all of the –ists to celebrate. And whether they’re designing super-spooky costumes or talking about the super-spooky upcoming elections, we’d say that they’re doing a fine job of it.

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Dear Bicyclists:

*The Schuylkill was originally used for recreation...a use they hope to renew. (It's nice enough to cruise on, but you won't catch this Phillyist kayaking in it. It's a bit too murky for us to chance falling in.)

On my usual walk home through the Gallery this evening, at around a quarter to 5, I took my iPod earbuds out because I was hearing this weird noise. Turns out it was the fire alarm, and folks were taking it seriously. Shoppers slowly began wandering out of the mall, and shops began closing up as employees filed out. I decided it would be prudent to follow, especially after I heard from several people that there was a real actual fire burning right then on the second floor somewhere. What I saw above ground seemed to confirm this rumor. There were a bunch of police cars and fire engines around, and Market Street was closed off for at least one block (between 7th and 8th). The south side of Market was closed to pedestrian traffic for that same block. The fire didn't seem to be affecting the PATCO train, as I was able to get into the station and catch my train from the 8th street entrance.

Spiderman, Batman, unicorns and the Powerpuff Girls were represented on the battlefield, and when the starting bugle sounded at 2PM, battle cries ranged from the traditional "Aaaarrrrgh!" to the pedestrian "I'll get you" with at least one "For Gondor!" One half hour, a lie down, three rounds and a brief dalliance (for some) in the fountain later, and the sweaty, giggling crowd melted awy. Big props to the organziers for not only orchestrating this delightful bit of mayhem, but for also ensuring that the fluffy pillow carnage was cleared from the scene when the fight was finished.

Dear Motorists of Philadelphia: