I don’t even know what to say about Corfu. Here’s a picture.
That’s about all I’ve got for you. Not really an eventful day for us.
Olympia was our first real day out in Greece. We took the train from Katakolon to Olympia which took about 45 minutes. I imagine a bus or taxi was probably quicker since the train had to stop for cars and animals crossing the road every now and then. But eventually we arrived in Olympia.
|Train Station in Olympia|
We weren’t in port for very long and the train schedule was not super-conducive to the ship schedule so we really had a whirlwind tour of Olympia. We managed to have some fun taking pictures and feeling a little awestruck that we got to stand on the very ground where the first Olympics were held and even where the torch has been ceremoniously lit every four years.
If you’re wondering why there aren’t a lot of structures still standing, it isn’t just because they were built like 2000 years ago. When Christianity spread through Europe, the Christians thought that the Olympics were a pagan ritual because of the polytheistic and human worshiping overtones of the games and they destroyed all of the structures so that they could never be used again. They did a might effective job. As you can see.
We rushed back to the train and when it arrived we still had a little bit of time to look through the shops and share a Gyro. I can safely say that it was the best Gyro either of us has ever had. The Mad Greek should be ashamed. This thing was unbelievable. Everything else will taste like dirt from now on.