I had failed to get reservations to a late-night event in Philadelphia. We had 5 hours to kill before the next viewing. And so we walked, down the street, and around the bend and discovered the Philadelphia Museum of Art. I had been there before during night and day. But this time the experience was quite magical. The museum was deserted. We raced to the top of the steps and after we caught our breath we turned around and marveled at the view of the City. It looked so perfect: calm, serene and beautiful. The night was cool and the moon and the wind greeted us. SubhanAllah.