
I ride my bike for eight blocks and pass 3 Parthenons. I look around and ask myself, where am I? I am not in Greece or dancing in a bath with Romans. I am a Philadelphia man enjoying his city. But I am confused about the age and history of my city because of such contradictory architecture.
An array of colonialist red brick buildings are dotted along the one side of the street but on the other lies an ancient bank with six marble columns. Just look for example at this creation by William Strickland, the Merchants Exchange built in the early 1800's. The architect based the building off of a monument he saw while studying in Athens. I don't know what to make of this fangled history, but it sure does make for a delightful afternoon bike ride.
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Thought you might be interested to know that a channel from the Delaware
ended in front of that building.
You can see it on this map
http://www.lib.utexas.edu/maps/historical/philadelphia_1898.jpg
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