In the autumn of 1978 I met my husband, Mr. D, at graduate school. He was studying Bronze Age archaeology and I was studying ancient Greek language and literature. Our passion for the classics brought us together and this past summer we celebrated our 28th wedding anniversary. Over these 28 years we moved to a new country and have had the good fortune to travel extensively.  But we never went to Greece. I suppose we thought we wouldn’t go until we had a good long time to travel at our leisure and see all we wanted to see throughout the region. Of course, that good long time to travel never happened and, unbelievably, 30 years has passed.  But this past weekend Mr. D had a conference to attend in Athens and I went along. Finally, we made it to Greece and it was a rather emotional experience for both of us.  After spending so much time looking at images in books, we were finally able to see these incredible works of art in real life.  We roamed around the museums seeing things that were “too famous to look at,” like this Artemisian Zeus (though some say he’s Poseidon):

 
Isn’t he amazing?  But when we went up to the Acropolis to look at the Parthenon, the Propylea, the Erechtheion – well, it was pretty overwhelming.

And then, last night, we ate dinner outside at a restaurant with the most amazing view of the Acropolis. I only wish the photograph was better.  But check out the nearly full moon rising on the right (and ignore the strangers eating in the foreground):


Good things do come, I suppose, to those who wait.