Seriously, Philadelphia?

Bike next to a Philadelphia street

As I shared in my last post, Philadelphia Teaser, (I had no idea how fitting of a title that would be), we were in Philadelphia last week. On our last afternoon in town we wanted to ditch our cameras and just walk around without being weighed down with gear. It was a really, really nice afternoon.

It had been sprinkling lightly for about an hour but the rain started to pick up so we decided to duck into a local shop to stay dry. About the time we stepped into the store a naked person on a bike went by, then another, and another, and another.

What are the odds that we would be on the exact street, at the exact time, on the exact day as the Philadelphia Naked Bike Ride? At first we were in shock, and then we were appalled. It was 6 o’clock pm on a Saturday, on a busy street, and there were families everywhere with their children. To make matters even worse, some of the naked people actually took their kids with them on the bike ride.

There were about five employees in the shop and we asked them what was the purpose of the ride and not a single one of them knew the answer. All they knew was that it happens every year. Back at the hotel, I had to look it up. According to the interwebs, the Philadelphia Naked Bike Ride is all about advocating cycling, positive body image, and to make people more aware of fuel consumption. Is there not a better way to do this? Is this not considered public indecency?

What about the children that were watching as their parent’s tried to cover their eyes? And, what about my husband and me? I don’t care how positive your body image is. I don’t want to see your flabby butt jiggling as you hit a pothole. Reality check: it’s not beautiful, it’s gross—that’s your pooper, dude.

In conclusion—cover up your uglies, people. I’m all for a healthier body and planet but seriously, let’s do something that actually makes a difference, instead of something that is just shocking and offensive. If you want to be naked, that’s your perogative but show courtesy to others that don’t want to see your junk.

Happy to be back in Charleston,

Annie

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