
Submitted by Annie Porter on the 2020 winter session study abroad program in Athens, Greece sponsored by the Department of Languages, Literatures, and Cultures…
When I was choosing a study abroad program, I knew I wanted to have a fully immersive experience. Instead of just taking a class in another country, I wanted to experience that country. Greece seemed like the perfect place to do this. I was always interested in Greek Mythology and the ancient Athenians, which was only reinforced by my classical mythology class. I had learned all of the legends and myths. I had seen the textbook photos and cartoons of the temples and statues. I had even done my own research, trying to learn as much as I could about the places we would be visiting. None of this came close to preparing me for the experience of actually being in Greece.
On our second full day in Athens, it was time to visit the Acropolis. A site so synonymous with the country, they cannot be imagined without each other. Beginning our climb of the Acropolis (the Acropolis is the entire hill, the Parthenon is the temple that sits atop), our first stop was the Theater of Dionysus. Known as the birthplace of Greek tragedy, it is almost impossible to overstate the importance of the theater. The tragedies now studied by high school students around the world were first staged right where I was sitting. I was in the same seat as a farmer, merchant, or craftsman would have sat over two millennia ago. I could not even begin to comprehend this, before it was time to continue our climb.
Passing various temples and ruins, we finally reached the entrance to the top of the Acropolis. Standing at the base of the marble steps, looking up, it seemed as if the marble columns could continue up forever. How do you begin to process being on the Acropolis, a place that has always somehow seemed so far removed from reality? Especially when the blustery weather turned out to be frigid and windy and you forgot your gloves. In short, you can’t. Sometimes, you just have to let go of gravitas of the situation, take some pretty pictures, and leave the existential processing for another day. Such an experience is one that must, and should, be processed over time. I certainly will be thinking about it long after our time in Greece is over.





