It 's absolutely my favorite thing to do... Get in the car and drive. Well, actually, Nick drives almost all the way there, and I spend most of the time playing games, dosing off, and reading a map - yes, I mean a real map! Although the GPS makes things rather brainless, nothing builds the excitement of what's around the corner better than a map. For us, the ultimate destination is often the same, but along the way, I try to make things interesting, and just a little different from last time.
May 2013 took us back to Florida. Miami, to be exact, by way of Tampa. We were out 13 days, my longest vacation in 16 years. Hesitant to even request so much time off together, I was pleased to see my boss just said ok, and have a good vacation!
We started out late as usual. Nick always says we're leaving at 4am, but I set the alarm for 5, and we leave at about 6. After a couple of weeks of working too many nights in a row, and making and checking list after list for work and home, and the trip, I finally get to relax on the road.
Our first stop was Nashville, TN. I had heard of a full size replica of the Parthenon. I expected it to be in Athens, GA, and we almost went out of our way to see it a couple of years ago, but it would have been a waste of time. Nashville's Parthenon is in a beautiful park, with mature trees, and old swings, and jogging paths. It houses the statues believed to have been in the original prior to pillaging and theft by Barbaric tribes and not so barbaric Brits. Museums in Britain have a greater collection of Greek statues and pieces of architecture, than Greece - but that 's part of another story.
We missed seeing the inside, arriving about 15 minutes after closing, but now we'll have something for next trip. We've been to the real Parthenon, stole a little bag of the white rocky soil, and took countless pictures, trying to avoid even more countless tourists. That trip was full of wow! and ah! and OMG! yet somehow, maybe because our expectations were more reserved, this Parthenon's setting was more calming, and left more opportunity to reflect on what it would have been like, to be there amongst the gods, thousands of years ago...

Seeing the "real" Parthenon is on my bucket list. The simplicity of those Doric columns (as opposed to the more ornate ones that came later) speaks to me. Of course, as a woman, I need to remember that I may not have been allowed near the real thing back in the day. Whenever I get too carried away with the beauty of the past, I need to remind myself that things were not so idyllic back then. This "American" Parthenon is just beautiful! I'll need to remember this if we ever decide to drive to Miami again.
ReplyDeleteMaybe dinner at our place some time soon? I an try the rice out on you and bore you with old fashioned pictures of Greece. I would have posted a picture of the real thing, but they would need to be scanned. Thanks for reading!
ReplyDeleteBoy, how did I miss this? An invitation to arroz con pollo and i missed it!!! Any time, Layda . . . Any time! Just name the date!
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