This afternoon we motored past Tiryns, the setting of my online first draft, Healing Knowledge.
Tiryns is a small burp of a hill in a wide, flat plain next to the Aegean Sea. In ancient times the hill was higher, the beach was much closer, and the wide, flat plain was mostly swamp. It is easy for me to see First accompanying his father down to meet the Trade People boat, or to follow the people of "Tirynthos" up to the acropolis for the bull game.
In ancient Corinth today it rained, and the highlight was a bedraggled stray dog, one of many in this country which lets its dogs have their freedom. We shivered as we slipped over the ancient paving stones in Corinth's ancient "mall," the Roman forum there. Up above us, Acrocorinth, a once-volcanic outcrop, was shrouded in cloud.
The morning was somewhat redeemed by the view of the Corinth canal from our lunch restaurant, and by the serviceable calamari I ordered, liberally squeezed with lemon.
When we got to Nafplion, first capitol of the Greek Republic, the rain stopped and we got a chance to go up the 999 steps to Palamede, the Venetian castle. The students were suitably impressed by the view of much wine-dark water.
Now for a shower to wash off the Palamede sweat, and then dinner. Mycenae tomorrow, and then on to Olympia.
(The title of the post refers to the instructions in our hotel about fire safety.)