East Fairmount Park — Attraction in Philadelphia

I went shortly after dusk as night quickly descended upon the city of brotherly love and all 9,200 acreas of this expansive urban park - the largest in our nation! #themoreyouknow The illuminated cityscapes were very impressive perspective reach out, touch tease and twist the tips (pardon: tops) of both Comcast buildings. Admittedly the low lighting favors any lighted skyline appreciation opposed to any snature galavants.

From what I could discern Fairmount Park is STUNNING. Maybe the cloak of darkness deceived me - Just like a good dimmer and a few candles transform dire boardings before a critical lover, parent or caseworker pulls up on you and your abode. Nonetheless I can use my imagination and visualize this green spaces’s full potential - and it’s glorious on a ‘revolutionary’ level.

Worth mentioning that I was shocked at the number of slow moving - speed limit abiding - auto cruising (read: perhaps crusin’) along the curvy and hilly roads throughout the park. Those not in motion were parked hastily like they ran out of gas… But everybody’s got their headlights on. I am no naïveté Nancy so I snap judge that my fellow pm park attendees i’m not care as arbor aficionados - I’d argue that many of these cars are engaging in hanky-panky or even consumption of reefer!

I mean why else would anyone be out in park after dark, doing god knows what/who in a section of the city that has had its criminal challenges?

Or am I the last to learn where Philly gets it...

Just revisiting some very old memories. About 65 years ago, when I got old enough to walk more than a block my dad told me that wherever I am in the world I should be able to point to my home. When I was about 6 years old, me and several daring friends decided to take a journey to Fairmount Park. We were all very young probably in about the first grade and we were having quite a bit of fun. At one point we decided to play hide and go seek. Well I wound up totally lost and no one seemed to be able to find me. After pouting over my fear of being lost, I remembered what my dad said. So I stopped, thought about it and then pointed in a direction I believed my house was. And I began to walk in that direction. I had to cross the train tracks and as I was crossing I saw a train coming l. I didn't want to wait for the freight train to pass, so I ran hard as I could and I made it safely or unsafely however you might see that in your mind's eye, to the other side of the tracks. And then after a few more adventures I made my way to the edge of the park. Then I walked about about another mile and a half till I reach my house. At that point I was very proud of myself. On that day the planet shrank. I have many fond memories of Fairmount Park, the...

We had a annual family cookout/picnic at Fairmount Park 33rd and Oxford St right by the blue playground on 8/3/24. We put up tents but the area has plenty of trees so shade wasn't an issue. Expected rain but it held back until evening. There is 1 picnic table stationed in this section which homeless male occupied. Extremely friendly man who received food and drink from us as well as another who approached us.

Parking is on grass because there is no parking lot. Dog feces was found in the grass. No bathrooms in this section but we rented 2 porter potties which was used by everyone that came on that side.

Playground is nice and safe. Foam top for kids safety. Two sided playground for different age levels. All equipment work and wasn't hot despite the heavy sunlight. There is a basketball court attached to playground. Many people came to playground closer to evening.

This was the best location we have had at the Fairmount Park based on kid activity, shade and location. Only downfall is no close street parking, restroom and dog feces. It's a huge park and...