The Oracle of Delphi – how stoned priestesses ruled the Greeks

To some people, the word oracle probably brings to mind the giant software company of Silicon Valley. But the inspiration for the name – the Oracle of Delphi, in Greece – is much older than that. Delphi and the Temple of Apollo – the former being the most important oracle in all antiquity, the latter one of the 12 Olympian gods of Greek mythology – … Continue reading The Oracle of Delphi – how stoned priestesses ruled the Greeks

Athens, where it all started

I’ve often heard people say that ‘Athens is an ugly city, don’t bother with it, go straight to the Greek islands’. I’m glad I didn’t listen – I found Athens beautiful, exciting, culturally rich and full of layers.  Of course there’s no account for taste – different people seek out different things while traveling. But how could one not be awestruck by the Acropolis –  the citadel … Continue reading Athens, where it all started

Costa Brava, the wild coast of Spain

Spain’s Costa Brava isn’t on the radar for many Americans tourists yet. However, its stunning Mediterranean coast and quaint white-washed coastal towns, combined with rich culture and traditions, are great reasons to cross the Atlantic. I had visited places nearby Costa Brava many times, while living in London. But as familiar as I was with other regions of Spain, its wild northeastern coast (Costa Brava … Continue reading Costa Brava, the wild coast of Spain

The Jews of Girona, Spain

I arrived in Girona in the mid-afternoon of a bright winter day in January, after an easy one-hour drive from Barcelona’s El Prat Airport. Northern’s Catalonia’s largest city, Girona turned out to be bigger than I expected, I even got lost in a commercial area in its outskirts, before finding my way downtown.  I drove by large and beautiful parks until finding Hotel Peninsular, in … Continue reading The Jews of Girona, Spain

Mallorca, Spain – the royals, the rich, the Germans

I arrived at night at Mallorca’s Palma airport, one of the busiest in Europe, and was intrigued right away by the amount of ads in German – not in Spanish, the language of the land.  “The Germans own Mallorca, they buy everything they can”, explained my French friend Margot, who has a vacation home there and was waiting for me at the arrival gate. “But … Continue reading Mallorca, Spain – the royals, the rich, the Germans