7.30 PM
I have just returned from a two day visit to Phillydelphia. It is a pleasant town, and it was always sunny during my trip. The Phillydelphians are hard workers, and genuinely lovely Ponies, but I do believe there was an occasion where somepony told me that he was currently walking there.
Yes, I know. I mean, I nearly ran right into him. Why did he have to point that out? It must be a curious Phillydelphian tradition.
From my scouring of the local archives, I believe the Pie family's lineage has roots in this area.
I was offered a sandwich for lunch on the first day, and I believe it was fairly oversized. I am not sure how they expect me to eat a sandwich that is a meter long and contains an entire garden, but at least they have their health.
I declined politely and had a cream-peas pretzel instead. It was divine.
I think the sandwich Pony was a bit sad and went off to have a cry. I will need to send him a consolation hamper.