One of the most famous places in Greece, and a
tourist destination since
Mountains
as early as 1400 BCE, is Delphi. And being tourists,
Barb and I hopped on a bus for a tour of the area. I was anxious to see the
grotto down along some river or stream – one again, reality was not what
stories of the area had lead me to believe. It’s about a four and a half hour
ride through some very pretty mountainous
scenery from Athens to Delphi; luckily we had a great guide.
And I came back to Amsterdam. This is my third
trip and Dave’s second. Our first visit was in the 1980s with a tour group; we
saw the ‘common sites’, including, after dark, the red light district. Neither
of us was impressed. My next trip
was with Barb, and we concentrated on museums. This time I came because this is
where the cruise ended and stayed since it was a place Dave had never really
explored. I was tickled to get to show him some wonderful museums. We weren’t
in time to see the tulips, but the weather was lovely and it was fun to be out
on the canals in the little boats. Once again, for me the down side was the
number of bicycles – they seem to aim right at pedestrians with silent malice. (The video is falling blossoms from the Rijksmuseum.)
