As we walked around Love Park and the fountain headed back to our lodging, we were able to enjoy the views of Philadelphia City Hall and all the sights and sounds that a big city can offer up. There is a funny story about our walk from the Museum of Art back to 8th and Market Street, in which the story starts out with our airplane ride from Seattle to Philadelphia. I was sitting in the window seat, Ken was in the middle seat, and there was a nice lady sitting in the aisle seat. We landed in Philadelphia disembarked and all went about our merry way among the 1.547 million people in the city. Two day later as we were crossing Cherry St. at North 17th Street low and behold from the opposite direction crossing the same intersection was the nice lady that was sitting next to us on the airplane. What are the changes of that? 1.547 million too one I would say.
You can walk through City Hall at all four of the centers of the building and as you enter from the North you can spy the corner stone marker from July 4, 1874.
I just love old cities! Don't you? What is your favorite old city?
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