What will I remember about Tolo, Greece, you ask?
A sky burning with oranges and yellows as the sun rose over the sea and mountains.
What will I remember about visiting the ancient city of Mycenae?
The Lions Gate (famoussss), exploring a cave and singing at the bottom, and how unbelievably cold and windy it was on the side of that mountain.
Oh, right. I’ll also remember the Tomb of Agamemnon—where the acoustics were just right, and Do Not Fear bounced beautifully around the rock.
Sweet Napflion, with its creamy gelato—“the BEST in Greece!” they boasted—and it’s Italian-style streets, narrow and romantic. Beautiful and seaside, we ate sandwiches for lunch and tossed our bread crumbs to the fish.
Olympia. I have a letter for Olympia, actually.
Even though you provided us with torrential downpour and 30 degree weather, people still braved the 200 meter dash down the original Olympic track. We still marveled at the fact that we saw one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. So you can take your atrocious weather and shove it, because we were more than happy to swim through Olympia.
I didn’t run the 200m because I knew I’d bust it.
(but hey, I did run a half-marathon)
Then, with sopping wet socks and jeans, we rode 5+ hours on the bus back to Porto Rafti.
And guess what?!
WE LEAVE FOR ISRAEL TODAY! Please keep our group in your prayers as we travel around Israel for the next 10 days.