There are many acropolis out there. But there is one particular acropolis that truly stands out. It’s the mother of all acropolis.
It is proud. It has stood the test of time, sheltering the humankind and housing some of the most celebrated Greek deities. It has gone through against the wrath of weather or nature, and even against the mankind.
Imposing, majestic, poised under pressure, and still elegant despite how beaten or chastised it looks.
Acropolis means highest point of a city.
The Acropolis of Athens looks after its people.
It would argue that it’s not just a pile of scattered concrete. It is much more than a tourist attraction. It is veiled with so much history, artistic and architectural complexity, and symbolism.
Founding Greek myth of the city has it that Poseidon and Athena rivaled, almost a war, over who would take control of this land and its people. Athena subtly suggested a more civilized approach, rendering a contest where each one offered a gift to the city. The event took place right in the Acropolis.
Poseidon flashed his three-pointed spears and struck it to which is now Erekhtheis, a sea he offered to the city. Athens only knelt down and buried something which grew into an olive tree. The people of the city loved the sea, but to their dismay, it was salty; hence, Athena was declared victorious and became the patron deity of the city.
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The city is named after her, not the other way around.