Once I was en route, the snow that canceled flights and more was evident. It meant that I spent more time looking out of windows, rather than venturing out.
Eventually, though, I braved the cold. At least I had a warmer cloak than this fellow.
Came across the gorgeous St. Mark’s church, with so many striking details:
My destination was Parc, a French restaurant near Rittenhouse Square. After not leaving the hotel since my arrival, it was simply time for something different. Omelette, etc., all worth the rather brisk walk. Though it was all lovely, it was the table next door that had the grande finale. They shared their picture, too.