The Acropolis...
Written: 17th Jan 2013 | Last Updated: 26th Jan 2013
Sometimes in your life, you reach a place that you’ve dreamed of for what seems like forever. Visiting The Acropolis in Athens last year was just such a rare moment for me.
In golden afternoon light, as if stage managed by Apollo, we climbed the sacred hill to these famous monuments, free of crowds, with time and space to admire what remained of ancient man’s greatest architectural achievements. They are rapidly crumbling to dust, and the massive and costly restoration project is a continuous labour of love.
Standing before The Parthenon, my spirit rose and breathing stopped, the 'wow factor' so stunning. There’s a great Australian expression - gob-smacked - and it suited the occasion perfectly...the temple’s grandeur, bones of its pentelic marble frieze and massive footprint on the landscape were amazing. The older Temple of Athena also caught my eye, its delicacy and feminine beauty showing finesse and a sense of balance, while the Ionic Temple of Athena Nike (dedicated to victory) stood alone and brave atop the mighty fortification walls, a beacon of determination and strength.
In awe, and with reverence and thanks, my dream was fully realised.
With Athens spreading far below us, and the sea glistening silver/blue beyond, we descended, and left the hill to the gods.
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