Crossing the Isthmus

I went on a day trip on Sunday! After spending most of my christmas holidays lazing about at home in the dark, it was about time I got some fresh air. And what a lot of fresh air there was to be had!

A friend of a friend had organised a trip to Ancient Corinth with some friends (are you confused yet?), and somehow I got asked along. Never one to turn down an opportunity to travel (especially if someone else is driving!) I decided to accept the invitation.

This friend's friend is an architect (as am I, by chance), and as you should know architects frequently travel in packs. Out of the twelve people on the trip, eight of us were architects! So it was quite enjoyable. The company was good and so was Ancient Corinth.

To be completely accurate, we didn't actually go to Ancient Corinth, we just passed through. Our actual destination was Acrocorinth, the ancient and medieval castle on the very tip of the mountain that looms over Corinth. It was a beautiful big place, with long walls, impressive views and completely overrun with greenery.

Being typical Greeks, once we walked our fill of the huge acropolis, we went to eat. And eat we did, with gusto and plenty of appetite. (There is something very satisfying about ordering large amounts of food, don't you think?)

The only downside of the whole outing, was that it became painfully obvious from the very beginning that everybody else besides me and my friend were couples. Why oh why is everyone my age in a couple? How are singletons like myself ever going to meet anyone, if everyone is already paired off? At least I was saved from the pitying looks couples give us singles, by the fact most of them seemed to be under the erroneous impression my friend and I were together (a rather hilarious misconception that never-the-less is quite a common occurrence).