Today I visited a place that I have always wanted to see. Olympia, Greece, the birthplace of the Olympic Games.
The games were started thousands of years ago to honour the strongest people of both mind and body. I wandered the ruins, wondering what life might have been like 2,800 or so years ago. It was an amazing place and very important to my Greek heritage. If you have seen “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, you know how proud us Greeks are of everything Greek.
Ok, so history aside, it was a beautiful place. I was told that large bags were not allowed into the area as someone stole a large piece of limestone from the ruins a few months ago. I was also told that professional photographers needed a 1,600 Euro permit to photograph inside the confines of the park. This being said, I shoved as many lenses I could fit into my cargo pockets and left my Lowepro pack on the tour bus. I was not going to pass up the opportunity to have a mini engagement shoot in this historic and beautiful location. I waited patiently for our guide Ioanna to finish her fabulous tour of the ruins and then I led the couple away from the group. I produced some stunning work in a secluded area of the ruins amidst some columns that had toppled during the earthquake over a thousand years ago. I was just getting the creative juices flowing when I was approached by a ranger and asked if I was a professional photographer. I told him I was not, but who was I fooling. He saw me holding three L series lenses and I was down on my face shooting up at the couple. As he started to yell at me I started to speak to him in Greek and he totally changed his tune. He did not let me continue, but he was no longer screaming at me about 1,600 Euros.
Given the short period of time I was allowed, I still managed to produce some amazing work. You will have to check it out at the Boston Avenue website when the final edit is done! (www.bostonimages.com)
After the tour, I quickly found a local “Taverna” for a platter of fish and a Frappe. You can’t come all the way to Greece and not enjoy a cold Frappe in the blazing heat. It’s a shame I traveled all this way and only got to spend one day in Greece. I guess I will just have to come back here next summer!
Next stop… Izmir, Turkey!