I lived in a cave in Brooklyn. Not a rock studded shelter, per se, but a small, dark box that a family of bears could have comfortably hunkered down in for the winter. Come spring, they’d burst out of there ready to explore the world. That’s how I feel right now. And with the view from my new apartment on the 13th floor of a building on 16th and Locust, I don’t have to go far to see a lot.
This is Locust Street facing west. St. Mark’s Church is there on the northern half and the Curtis Institute of Music on the southern half. It leads to Rittenhouse Square two blocks away and Steven Starr’s ode to the French brasserie, Parc.
To the north is a direct view to One and Two Liberty Place, perhaps Philadelphia’s most iconic skyscrapers. At 61 and 58 stories, they broke the original (eh, hem) gentleman’s agreement that no building in the city be taller than the William Penn Statue on top of City Hall. Alas, this was the 80’s, and construction moved forward.
A close up.
Facing south, we have 16th Street, South Philly, the lovely Rt. 95 and airplanes heading in and out of Philadelphia airport. You have a little taste of the apartments on Spruce Street but they are outshined the dramatic sunsets.
That’s the view so far. More scenes to come…