25 January 2007

reflections in marble

As promised, here are a few pics from Athens. Based that there aren't any comments on the last post, I think I've successfully lost my entire audience. That's somewhat comforting for this extroverted introvert. I guess these go out to anyone who just happens to be bored one night and stumbles on this site. Athens was a difficult time for me. I had to completely divide myself in half to survive - one part to enjoy what I was seeing and to revel in fulfilling a life-long dream, another to deal with the twists and turns that life tends to take at the most inopportune times. Thankfully, there are no pictures of the latter. So, here is half of me and a few things that amazed me. . .


It was freezing up on the Acropolis thanks to the wind - note Joachim's hair. I decided to put the picture up that everyone would recognize and frankly, I couldn't decide between all the others I have.


This is the Stoa of Atelos in the Agora. It was reconstructed thanks to a Rockefeller donation. It was an amazing space and to imagine the minds and life that passed through it during the times of Athens and height and Paul's visit . . .


This is a shot of the valley below Mycenae looking across the Chasm of Chaos. The king's throne room was built on top of that wall. While there, we also saw the Lion's Gate and the Tomb of Atreus (for anyone else who knows what those are)


This is the Amphitheater of Epidarus. At one point, we sat at the top of the seating and a lady struck a match while standing at its epicenter and I could hear it as if it was next to me.


We visited the Delphi complex on another day. At one point, it was considered the Navel of the World and the Oracle here was considered the most powerful spiritual link. Instead of studying her narcotics, smoke, and mirrors, we studied the planning aspects and took in the view of the valley and hills.



On our pilgrimage to the Oracle, we passed through this ski town that is supposedly the equivalent to Vale or Aspen. We were happy that there weren't ever any buses coming in the opposite direction (or many cars for that matter) because they wouldn't have fit. I wish we had gotten to spend some time in the middle of town and not just on the outskirts.