The climb to the top is breathtaking...and I was glad that I had trained for it a bit by swimming during the summer but even happier that I had a doctor look at my knee and give me some decent pain killers....
The Greek government has used marble slabs for steps in many places and they are slick and they don't seem to believe in handrails.
Once on top, the Erechtheion was staring me right in the face.
Of course, the Partheon is the main attraction but they were doing a lot of work on it. The Greeks are opening a new museum and, in fact, just after we left Greece I heard that they had begun transferring artifacts. Our guide, the lady in the red shirt, lobied tirelessly for the return of the Elgin marbles but we're Americans and we don't have them.
Apparently the Partheon was in fairly good shape until the 16th century when an Italian admiral shelled it and hit an ammo dump that the Turks had stored there. As the Saronic Gulf was the nearest visible body of water and it was at least 5 and probably more like 10 miles away, I asked her how the ships could possibly have used a 16th century cannon to fire that far. Apparently, the ships were innocent. The cannon were removed from the ships and were firing from nearby hills.
Something is wrong here. War, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades. Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed.
-- George Carlin