I felt a thrill, almost of familiarity, as I approached the hilltop fortress of Mycenae, set on a precipitous ridge between twinned mountains, Profitis Ilias to the north and Sara to the south. Perhaps it's my childhood fascination with ancient Greece, which took me through an undergraduate degree in Classics rather than anything more practical, but perhaps it's more atavistic than that, a deep memory of the roots of our civilization, so much of it born here.
So begins one installment of a series of photo essays I did on Greece earlier this month. I've posted all but one on the Travelers' Tales site (the other is on Flickr). Here are the links: