Considering it's only a 2 hour/12 dollar chinabus ride away, it seems odd that more of us fancy shmancy new yorkers don't skip out of town to Philly more often.
I have been in LOVE with philly since my first south street cheesesteak on the way to TLA to see Regina Spektor.
In the city of brotherly love you can bike from west to east on the same bike trail. You can stay in a queer house full of activists and cook breakfast made solely of backyard chicken coop eggs and farmer's market finds. You can walk around big houses that cost very little full of people you'd like to talk to.
You can stop by america's 1st penitentary (started by the quakers to help people repent) and take a tour about great escapes. You can visit the crazy mosaics in south philly or pick up vintage photos in the bottom of a random used book shop.
You can learn about MUM and drink cheap draft beer from a spout that looks like a pencil. You can make out on every street corner and drool over stripper shoes.
You can buy fresh juice from the stands and drink mugs of mixed drinks at the bikestop.
You can run quickly, very quickly, out of the trolley and onto your bus and all the way back to the gritty city in the same time it takes to make a round trip to coney island.