14 January 2016

Awake, fed, and ready to go, we headed to our final stop before getting back to Athens and the last few days of our trip. We drove to Ancient Corinth, which is just outside the modern-day city, and headed to the site complex there.

We saw the Temple of Apollo, the Roman fountain, the spot where Paul is said to have read his Corinthians letters, and the Theatre down the hill. There were many dogs at this site, one of which kept following us looking for attention – she was given it, don’t worry. The Archeological Museum of Ancient Corinth was very small, but still held a decent collection of artifacts from various excavations.

We noticed some sort of fortress high on a hill behind the site, and learned it was the Acrocorinth, or the Acropolis of Corinth. We had time to kill, so we decided to drive up to see if we could get in. You could only drive about half way up the hill, and had to walk the remaining part, so we got out and went up to the ticket booth. The man working waved us through without paying the fee, mostly because he wanted to leave for his lunch break, and we were left to wander around the ancient fortress.

The Acrocorinth had been used by the ancient Greeks, the Byzantine empire, the Franks, the Venetians, and the Ottoman Turks, changing hands many times. The Temple of Aphrodite was converted to a church, and then a mosque throughout its long history, and the fortress is still home to an active church – although who would want to climb that hill every day is beyond me. We were completely alone while there, our only company some cats and the bees buzzing around the overgrown paths.

The climb back down was almost harder than the climb up, since it was incredibly steep. At least one person in our group fell, and we stood waiting at the bottom of the hill for one of the professors, who decided to go down the hill at a sprint – surprisingly, he made it.

We left the acropolis to head into the modern-day city, unfortunately just as they were closing down all the restaurants for the afternoon. Site note: The Greeks keep very specific eating schedules, with restaurants closing in between meal times, so if you miss that opening, you’re pretty much screwed until the next meal. More than once on our trip we missed the ~1-2 pm lunch, and didn’t get to eat dinner until 9 or 10 pm, which is when most Greeks eat dinner. Definitely something to keep in mind if you’re traveling there!

The hotel we were in was quite interesting. The walls were all either a shade of bright peachy-pink or vomit green, and the room us three girls were sharing was about double the size of the two boys’ rooms combined. We had gotten in the habit of visiting each others rooms just to see what they looked like – generally us girls a bit cramped because there were an odd number of us, so all three shared a room meant for two. The boys each had tiny rooms with barely enough space to walk around the beds, but our room was massive. We just kept opening door after door into a living room, large bathroom, and a massive bedroom with four beds. There was even a balcony (probably the size of one of the boys’ rooms). Thus, our room was deemed the hang-out room of the night.

For a sweet doggo begging for pats (and being ignored by my professor), look no further

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