The site itself covers a large
area with mostly foundations in the ground and several columns standing on
pedestals, while some structures have been restored and reconstructed. As we
walked the streets, it was easy to imagine people living, training and
competing here. It was exciting to enter the very first Olympic stadium by
walking down a stone corridor, pass under a stone archway and see the wide
grassed field flanked on all sides by gently sloping ground for spectators. The
judges’ box is still there, seats made of stone situated midway up the athletics
track. Perhaps it’s not until you go through the museum that you realise just
what you’ve experienced outside, for it is in this building that you’ll see the
statues and artefacts that have been found around the site. It really
We made an early start, arriving
at the site at the opening time of 9am, but so did several other people. In
fact, several thousand other people. Our tour guide called it “a human river”.
More like a flood of tourists. I guess we were a small tributary that
contributed to that flood, but it should’ve been very profitable to the site as
every one of these people had paid a 12 Euro entry fee.
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A typical street in current-day Olympia. |
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Site of the very first Olympic Games, over two thousand years ago. |
After lunch we left the
Peloponnes Island by crossing the amazing Rio-Antirrio Bridge to get back onto
the Greek mainland. Heading north-east, some very serious mountains were in our
way, and we simply drove over them. Our bus climbed a zig-zag road up the side
of Mt Parnassus, one of the highest mountains in Greece, to deliver us to our
hotel for the night in the mountainside village of Delphi. The view from our hotel
window was hard to comprehend. A wide flat valley floor below us was a few
kilometres across and covered in millions of olive trees, originally planted in
the early 1200s, making them over 800 years old and still producing - quite astonishing.
At either side of the valley floor sprung an immense mountain range, with the town
of Itea on a bay of blue water in the distance.
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Delphi, with dramatic mountains in the background. |
Just along the side of the mountain
were the ruins of Ancient Delphi. As we climbed up the steep pathways though
the sanctuary, with a panoramic view to the south, we couldn’t help wondering
why this site had been chosen to build a city in the first place. Legend says the
reason is that the god Zeus told them to. The more we learned about Delphi, the
more blurred were the lines between fact and legend, and the most mystical was
the story of the Oracle. It was supposedly a woman who would enter a trance and
utter strange sayings. Priests would decipher these ravings and turn them into
prophecies. It’s the stuff of legend, and yet walking these ruins made the
legend all the more real.
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Dramatic Delphi - foreground and background are truly incredible. |
Despite a couple of sore knees, Anne was
determined to walk to the top of these ruins, which was marked by an
astonishing stadium. While the climb was arduous with stairs, gravel paths and
slippery smooth rocks, we slowly scrambled ever-upwards in mid-30 degree heat. Very
proud to say that she made it. Coming down was even slower, but the lure of a
comfy air-conditioned bus was a good incentive.
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The stadium at the top of the Delphi mountainside. |
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