UD is nothing without its traditions, and one of the events that always takes place right before the
One of the other events that takes place before the
Thursday began bright and early, with breakfast starting an hour later than normal and going 15 minutes longer. In a clear sign of God’s approval of our trip, the rain-bearing clouds which had been hovering over
For a short time we got to go explore the Basilica San Nicola – a pretty little thing with nothing on some of the other churches I’ve seen in Rome and Greece – including a delve into the crypt to see the relics of the Saint. I bought a postcard, since there was some sort of vigil going on and it felt wrong to be taking pictures while that happening. The church has a small room full of bottles of the oil from the relics, apperantly they get about a liter of water every year.
We gathered in the Piazza again and Fr. Andrew led a prayer. Monsignor F is our normal campus chaplain, but he has a day job working at the
We arrived in Patras, on the Peloponesian Penensula at about 12 local time (Greece is an hour ahead of Italy) hopped back on the bus and continued on our merry way, with much turning to each other and saying in shell-shocked voices “We’re in Greece.” We drove over the bridge spanning the
Then it was back on the bus for a few more hours to the town of
Itea is a quaint little town, and today it has the same attraction that it did in ancient times: it’s a good stopping point on the way to
The first stop in Delphi was at the lowest point in the site: the
Next we entered Delphi proper, hiked through the site and up to the
We were given about 45 minutes in the little museum in
*Or at least I think that’s who did it, I was on the other side of the crowd taking pictures when it happened.
** The other bus created a name for themselves that was some sort of sad attempt to rhyme the words ‘ouzo’ and ‘bus’.
***They’re three balls of gold, which are on fire for some reason. You won’t be able to look at a picture of him again with out thinking about peaches.
****The bridge, not the gulf.
*****It’s a Greek liquor made from Aniseed. In other words, it taste like black liquorish with alchol added. If you are ever offered this stuff, pass.
*Although there is a great view of the sea in the distance as you ponder your impending falling-bus related death.
**and you do want to keep up with him
***if I may be so bold as to steal the BBC’s phrase there