[[ I know I have fallen far behind on my posting but between making memories and sorting through the obscene amount of photos I cannot help but take, I’ve become a little overwhelmed. Nevertheless, I’m working hard on catching up today and tomorrow before our trip comes to an end this Saturday. Also, for those of you who might be confused as to how I’m posting in the past, I’m trying to keep everything true to the dates they were taken in order to better keep myself organized and to help remember things in the right way. ]]
After all that, I’ll keep my description short and sweet. This was the first time my family and I have ever been to the Parthenon. Having been in Athens plenty of times and even lived and spent time there, being with family always took precedent to the more “tourist” scenes. The most breathtaking part of it all wasn’t only the buildings, but the idea of walking the same footsteps my ancestors had taken, envisioning them working, living, and creating the building blocks to many ideas we still use today. 3000 years later and beauty is still awe-inspiring.