Guess Where I Am?

Okay, okay… I know that the title of today’s post is actually a command and not a question (and that the question mark, therefore, is totally unnecessary) but doesn’t it look weird without?

At any rate, I apologize for the tardiness of today’s post.  The internet was down at Casa Richter again, which means my plans to start writing about the things I’d really like to write about were foiled once again.

(What else is new?)

Nonetheless, I was amused to stumble upon this blog post written by one of the ethnomusicologists I met at the CORD/SEM conference back in November (the cute one, who just so happened to introduce himself as a relationship columnist).

(Click here for the full back story on that one…)

I liked his post for two reasons, firstly because a good portion of it was about me and I’m nothing if not egocentric.  Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, it articulated, rather eloquently, what I’ve been feeling for a while now.

I can’t write about dating for the rest of my life.

And I never set out to write about dating in the first place.

I want to write about people.  And places.  And even though I’m too busy trying to be The World’s Greatest Teacher right now to become The World’s Greatest Travel Writer, I’d like to practice a little.  So I hope you’ll indulge me.

Today, a picture.

Tomorrow something about that picture.

First person to guess its location wins… I don’t know… something.

Maybe a “Team Wedding Date” t-shirt.

Just kidding.

Almost.

(He is *thinking,* by the way, about writing a guest post thanks to your comment, Susan.)

Enjoy.

Any guesses?

23 Responses to “Guess Where I Am?”

  1. Zak

    Outside!

    In Philly…

    By that building…

    With those hearts out front…

    And the snow on the ground…

    Y’know the one, right? It’s outside for Pete’s sake!

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  2. Amanda

    That’s outside the art museum, right? With the Rocky statue? I drove past it once on my way to my sister’s place in Manyunk (did I even spell that right?).

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  3. Hugo Finley

    is it outside the National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC. It kind of looks like it.

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  4. chauffeur

    M stumped,… Not the UK, (cars are parked on the right side of the street) Hill in background says not philly, not DC, not likely Baltimore…. Gotta give it some thought. knowing the other two in the pic, it has to be 3 or 4 years ago. Was it a Spring break trip that included Canadia, (when most go to FL or Cancun) was the pic taken by “redrican”?
    Give a hint !!

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    • Tech Support

      You stink lol..you hit submit like 2 secs before me so now everyone will think I’m copying lol

      Reply
  5. Ash

    Two red hearts outside the Musee des Beaux Arts on rue Sherbrooke.
    Location: Montreal, Quebec, Canada.

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  6. Jess

    LOL. I can’t wait to see which of the many gems from that trip you decide to dust off. 😀

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    • Kat Richter

      Haha– you don’t know how tempted I am to post that photo of us drinking sangria in our “clubbing outfits” (what was i THINKING with that leather fringe jacket and the psuedo-Alicia Keys hair?) but it seemed just cruel– lol!

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  7. Jess Killmenow

    By the estrogen and big hearts in the photo, I was going to guess Northampton, Massachusetts, the City of Sisterly Love. It would not have been the first time I have been wrong. 🙂

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  8. Jeff Klein

    “…a sure-fire way to get some positive pub from me is to write something positive about me in your own blog. Therefore, I should once again point you in the direction of Fieldwork in Stilettos…” 😉

    Reply

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