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Walking and Philosophy
Most of my walking this past year has been on the familiar paths of my neighbourhood streets and woodland trails. However, I do let my mind wander at times to other destinations, say a craggy Greek landscape. Instead of cold wind whipping at my face and geese honking overhead, I imagine sunshine warming my cheeks and bees buzzing in thyme and lavender bushes. This particular image comes to mind after reading about Aristotle’s school (Lyceum) in Athens. Aristotle liked to walk with his students (called peripatetics) while deliberating his philosophies. Of the many topics Aristotle deliberated, human happiness was a biggie. He believed the goal of human life was happiness…
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A relaxed pace in Greece
We roamed the islands for our two week stay in Greece. It was generally a more laid back pace compared to our average travelling days. When it was time to leave, I noted in my journal “It’s sad to leave the islands. We’re going back to the hustle and bustle of travelling.” Even at a relaxed pace, Sarah and I tended to explore as we were not “beach people”. Our touring included a good dose of greek mythology, getting acquainted with each island and plenty of tasty Greek food. I felt a sense of awe walking up the smooth worn marble steps of the Acropolis to the Parthenon. The rocky…
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A photo tour of Santorini
We travelled to Santorini long before Instagram. But we did take a lot of photos. This is one entry from my 1992 European backpacking trip with my friend Sarah. If you want to start at the beginning, please check out The journey starts in Nice.
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Our harbourside hotel in Chania
The Venetians controlled a large trading empire from the 12th to 18th centuries leaving behind a legacy of fine architecture in Italy and Greece. Crete was an important Venetian base on this historic trading route. That’s how we ended up strolling along an old Venetian harbour in Chania, the second largest city on the island of Crete. We stayed in a lovely little hotel recommended in our guidebook. The location overlooking the harbour was fantastic. Gazing out our window we could see the awnings over the harbourside cafes, smell the gyros, and listen to restaurant owners coaxing visitors to stop at their establishment. We wandered leisurely through the narrow backstreets…
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Happy hour on the island of Corfu
I never went to summer camp as a kid. So my first camp experience was the Pink Palace on the island of Corfu. The Pink Palace offers a full slate of activities: lounging in the huge jacuzzi, the Ouzo Cup volleyball tournament and beer chugging contests. Bacon and eggs in the morning. Ouzo circle in the evening. Camp leaders walk gleefully around the circle, tell jokes and smash a plate over your head. Only thing missing is craft time. It was amusing, but did not feel like Greece. Other than the dominance of ouzo, I would not have guessed we were in Greece. Even this traditional spirit was a little…