Rain. More than
rain. Lightning. Thunder. As we rocked on the ship, the ship’s tenders
stopped ferrying people to our next stop, Patmos, Greece. All I could think was how those brave
sailor-explorers in those teeny tiny ships (without stabilizers, mind you) made
the journeys they did lo! Those many centuries ago!
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| Patmos in the rain! |
So we were forced to stay onboard, giving us a day to relax,
sleep, eat, and watch a couple movies!
And it gave us time to really examine why Patmos, Greece was an almost-stop
in this cruise.
Patmos, a rocky island in the middle of the Aegean Sea was a
perfect place for the ancients to drop off troublemakers, to keep them out of
the way. And so that was the place the
Romans, exasperated with him, dropped off Saint John for a few years. So John chose to live in a cave for two
years, where he couldn’t actually preach to the crowds, but he put his efforts
into writing Revelations, the part of the New Testament that purports to prophecy
the future as well as the end of the world.
Interesting stop. If
one can get there. You could also stop
to see the Monastery of St. John, built in 1088, which houses thousands of
artifacts, manuscripts, and odd and assorted “finds” on the island.
Too bad we couldn’t get there.
But there is something cozy about rocking
back and forth, hearing the thunder and feeling safe and cozy inside.
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| More rain |
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The brave and the soon to
cold and wet going ashore |
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| That night as we left for Rhodes. |
It was quite a storm and that is the best picture of lightening I have ever seen- I was hiding in the closet so as not to see it.
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