Visions: New and Old

Last night, after we hiked up ten or so flights of stairs, we finally reached our destination; the base of Lycabettus Hill. Dr. Finitsis offered the option of hiking to the top or taking the cable car. At first everyone was hesitant until Katie said she would conquer it with company. Thank goodness for her offer because then Austin, Andrew, Katie, Leah, and I started our trek up the hill. Sadly, the three obnoxious dogs followed us. The hike had beautiful vantage points with amazing views of the Acropolis. On the way up I had visions of how it would look to be ‘on top of the world.’ Would I be able to see the entire city? As we climbed higher and higher we began getting anxious for what we were about to see. When we began to notice the stairs were made of marble instead of regular stone and we knew we must be close. The first sign of civilization was a beautiful white arch with a black fence marking the entrance. The summit of the hill had a white, neoclassical church with a illuminated cross on top, a bell tower, and a fancy cafe. It was so much more beautiful then I could ever envision it. It can never be explain in words or pictures (plus most are blurry). The view was absolutely breathtaking. 
Another vision I had occurred today at the Acropolis Museum. We entered with squeaky shoes, dripping hair, and checked our coats. The first floor attractions were displayed in glass cases along the walls of a massive ramp. The floor was clear and underneath was an entire Byzantine city that has been preserved. It was incredible! My vision came to me when I reached the top of the ramp and saw the remains of a statue. The statue was at one time, two lions devouring a bull. Doesn't sound to fancy right? For me it was a beautiful sculpture. One lion was completely mission, while the other was headless. But I could easily picture the three animals as if they were alive and standing right in front of me. The detail was so perfect that they gave off all the right impressions that I could feel the right in front of me. I could see exactly what the artist was making and what he saw when he was sculpting it out of marble. I can't tell you why (and I wasn't aloud to take a picture of it), but it was my favorite piece at the museum. 


PS I attempted to upload a video of the view from Lycabettus hill but it wouldn't process ): Sorry guys!