Training Log: PG
In the last 7 days:
Continuing our tour of ancient Greece, everything first-class. We now have a 19-seat van, seems enough space for the 7 of us, plus a driver who seems to know his way around. Only bad moment when when he nailed a cat on the way to Delphi. He was clearly very upset, one had the sense that he felt he had offended the gods.
Perhaps some offering or sacrifice may be in the works in an attempt to mollify them, but as yet no goats have been slaughtered. I'm trying to do my part by wearing a shirt with several goats on it, and I'm willing to sacrifice it if that would help.
Delphi was fabulous. Can imagine what it might have been like 2,500 years ago.
And then a longish drive (broken up by a longish lunch, of course), now in Nafplio, about to head off to climb up to the old citadel overlooking town. Perhaps could even be called training?
Morning in Athens, another fine museum, National Archeological Museum, with Stephanie again as our guide, wonderful again. Then a round-about amble back to the hotel, lots of sights and sounds and smells, then a lunch with more booze, some down the hatch again.
We were due at the airport at 7 pm to pick up Daniel and Nicole (nephew and his wife) so enough time for a trip southeast down the coast to a temple right at the tip of land. Pretty cool place. Then the airport, then to Delphi, finally dinner at 10:30 and eventually to bed. All just fine.
Someday I assume I will have to do a little training. Don't know when that might be. :-)
Never so old, it seems, that I can't have new experiences. Something I'd seen in many Westerns.
Dinner last night, nice Greek place, very good food. First thing to arrive was a shot glass for each of us filled with some sort of colorless tasteless liquor. I was clueless, took a sip, whereas my niece knew the routine, down the hatch it went.
At which point it clear what I needed to do. :-)
And I must say, just as I've seen in the movies, it would have been very easy to order up another (and another?) round. But I behaved myself.
Tour today of the Acropolis Museum and then the Acropolis itself. Private guide, friend of my brother's, classics expert. Whole day was wonderful.
Overnight flight Friday night to Athens for a family trip with my brother's clan. Bit of a bumpy ride, and for about 20 minutes way too bumpy, can't remember ever being tossed around as much, and needless to say, I was not too happy. But it passed.
Never been to Greece before. Did some looking around the city the old folks way, from the top level of a sightseeing bus, just to see what was around. Rather pleasant. And then found a nice Greek vegetarian restaurant for dinner. And then slumberland for about 10 hours. :-)
My brother arrives this evening. He's the one who organized everything, since (ancient) Greece is his area of knowledge and he's been here lots of times. Athens for a couple of days, then Delphi to see what my fate is, then south a bit, then Crete and Rhodes. Should be interesting.
Missing the A meet this weekend, also next weekend. But since we are both ailing, would be missing them anyway. So the timing of the trip turns out to be fortunate rather than unfortunate as I had expected.
Forgot one thing about the flight over -- actually it was pre-flight. The gate agent at JFK looked looked a lot like Ross. Not so much physically, though he was the same siza and shape, but he had the same vibe -- same smile, same weird hair which I'm sure Ross has featured at some point (shaved on the sides, longish and slicked back on top, about a three-day-old beard). I mentioned it to Gail as we were getting on the plane. Her reponse: "Yup, he was really cute."
Tourist time today. A museum, lots of stuff about ancient Greece. Then to the top of a nearby peak for the view (fine but also smoggy, too many clean diesels). Then to the old Olympic stadium used in 1896, pretty cool. Then ice cream and nap time....
Also checked out first of what I assume will be many demonstrations, but this was not Greek vs Greek as I expected but Pakastanis against some visiting Pakistani minister. Rather small, maybe 40 people, but very loud. Miss this sort of thing living in Sunderland.
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