We went to the Insectarium in the morning. This place would be a perfect place for me to work, if I lived near Palmyra. It is catered toward a younger audience, but it was still a fun place to visit. There are not too many museums around anywhere entirely dedicated to insects. It is what an insect zoo and a place for education and interaction should be. We wandered around on our own, admiring the colonies of walking sticks, the displays of biodivirsity and local insects. We stayed and listened to a presentation that was given to a group of very young children as they were introduced to the live specimens. What a fun job to have! We then headed into center city for some exploring. The Reading Terminal Market was our first stop. We were both ravenous and needed to eat something before roaming through this hyper-stimulating environment. So we decided on Greek, yummy spinach pie, hummus sandwich and of course a piece of baklava. Since we passed several juice bars, I needed to grab some fresh juice. The place that had huge piles of bananas, ginger and other fruits and veggies caught my eye, and settled for a carrot pineapple combo. Sweet and tart and surprisingly creamy, it reminded me of a mango lassi. This market was fabulous, a huge indoor market, just about anything could be found there. In a grid filling the open space there were booths of meats, cheeses, breads, fruits and vegetables, dining spots, book sellers, plants, trinkets, seafood, spices, coffee, flowers. Really a remarkable place, the sort of place that if you worked in center city you could stop at almost daily to pick up fresh produce and supplies for dinner. This place reminded me of the large central indoor market in downtown San Jose in Costa Rica, only multiply the place by four. It had the same hectic and grand feel. After the dizzying array of shops we then headed for Chinatown. I bought some attractive and sleek dishes, two, with a pair of matching soup bowls and dipping sauce dishes. I love browsing and meandering through the markets; especially interesting to me are the fruits and vegetables that are not available in traditional stores. Suzanne wanted to find a dragon fruit for me to try, but none were available. They apparently have a lavender and white flesh that tastes like a kiwi. Maybe we'll have better success on the next visit. I almost walked away with a traditional style Japanese dress from one of the shops, solely to fulfill a fantasy of Mark's. However, I could not find one that fit well, they need half sizes, since they were either too tight across my hips or enormous on top. I was happy enough with my purchases of the day, but this too is something I will keep an eye out for on future visits in the different shops. We headed back home for dinner, took a decently long but pleasant walk around her cute neighborhood and down along the Delaware River. We ended the day with steaming tea and a Marilyn Monroe movie, The Seven Year Itch.