Thursday/Friday - Arrival! Delphi!

Okay, Thursday was travel day. Which means that it was also exhaustion day. Yes. Flying exhausts teh Liz. Especially her arms. </lame joke>

I left very early on Thursday morning. I walked to a bus stop, and then a little bit further because there was no bus coming and I was getting nervous. I walked to San Marco where I caught a bus to the train station, and from there I took a taxi to the airport and then flew to Athens. So except for boat, I pretty much used every mode of transportation available to me. Except for train. Although there was a train station involved, so I think it counts.

I took one picture at the airport.

( Kalimara! )

So as all the people who read my real LJ know, I did absolutely nothing Thursday night except sit on my bed, write my Venice post, and eat Chee-tos. But they were delicious Chee-tos. It was a really nice break from things like Dante and reading about how great Alberti thought Alberti was, the ultimate Renaissance man. I sat and did nothing - nothing of consequence to the real world, anyway. But on Friday morning, it was time to go! GO TO DELPHI! :D

Except we had a little trouble getting started.

( Friday! Fwee! )

Saturday - Argolis (Theatre of Epidarus and Mycenae)

Mycenae was especially exciting, because I can remember sitting in Western Civ I last fall, while Dr. Burke showed us slides from his trip to Mycenae all those years ago (it was practically still a thriving business center - LOLZ no not really, but it was a few years ago). I sat there in my seat and thought, "Man, it'd be really cool to go there someday." Needless to say that someday came a lot sooner than I thought it was going to. Not that I'm complaining. It was every bit as awesome as I thought it would be.

So, traffic wasn't nearly as bad as it was on Friday, which was really nice.

( Dr. Burke's commentary was a lot funnier, so I'm not even going to try. )

There's not much to report on returning home. I figured out how to use the metro in Athens without a problem and so made it back to the airport with plenty of time to spare, Rome's airport is massively huge, and small planes are worse than big ones. Thank you.

But I am back in Firenze now, and back to work. Bah. But less than a month until I'm home!