HEPHAESTUS

Untitled James Emerson I had to do it. How can you come to greece and not see delphi, the center of the ancient world. The place where thosands, probalby millions went to get advice form the oracle of apolpo before making anykind of major descion. this one site has probably influenced the world more than anyone is aware of. How could I not go. All through university I hads heard that the place was amazing. I remember one of my proffesors saying that when you go there and see the sight, you know why people kept rebuilding the place time after time when it was destroyed by earthquaks. I prayeyed that it lived up to the hype. And still I recived further premenitions of the sights greatness while on the three hour bus ride there. ... read more

I woke up feeling very disoriented and confused. Where was I? I had bouight a ticket to Corinth, whcih I had passed through briefly on my way to Naplio, and this definatly wasnt corinth. I got off the bus to have a look around and see if I could figure it out and saw my big backpack lying on the sidewalk amongst a pile of luggage that had come from the bellie of the bus. Whereever this was it was the end of the line. I strapped the green monster on my back and began the investigation. Turns out that I was in Athens, which was fine by me. I was planning on going there anyway, I was just going to take a train from corinth in an effort to savemyself a couple of bucks. ... read more

I left Corfu on saturday the 7th of april for the peloponese city of Patras. As i carfully stepped over borken peices of pottery, which had been hurled from windows as part of the easter celebrations, and doged the horeds of people and fire works that were randomly being set off, I considered trying to stay on the island for a bit longer. But I had already booked passage on on a ferry that would sail for 8 hours to the main land, and besides i had spent almost a week on the Island and I was getting a little to comfortable there. I took those all as sgins that it was time to move on. As I sat starring out the window on the ferry i started wondering what I was going to do ... read more

I have once again covered allot of Ground since the time of my last entry, at which time I I was just getting ready to leve the sunny and warm french riviara, for the suprisingy cold and wet italy. I arrived in the city of Florence at about 700 in the mourning, very tired and disorieanted after a 9 hour night train ride: It took me a couple of minutes to figure out what was going on when some one opend the dore to the train coach and staretd yelling "frienza" once i figured it out I had to quicky break camp pack up my few strew possions and hustle off the train before it took off for its next destination. About an hour later of walking through the rain I found the hostle, checked ... read more

Since I last wrote I have survived quite a bit, gone through highs and lows that filled mewithpure excitement and made me almost want throw in the towel. In Barcalona I excperienced some of the Greatest architecture that I have ever seen, I do have pictures which i will try and put up, but my technologically un savie self Cant figure out how to upload themusing the forign computer prompts, so you are just going tohave to wait. The greatest sight in barcalona was by far the Santan Familia (probably not spelled right) designed by a guy named Gaudie, whostarted the temple way backin the 1880s, and never saw his workcompleated as he was squiched by a trollie on his way to inspect the site one day. Now in 2007 the temple is stillnot done, but ... read more