Solo Sojourn to the Mystical Ruins of Delphi

Whispers of the Past and Snowy Heights

Today was a day of contrasts, a journey from the depths of ancient worship to the exhilarating heights of a modern ski resort. Delphi continues to surprise me with its diverse offerings. It's a testament to how history and nature intertwine, creating a unique tapestry of experiences.



My morning began with a hearty breakfast at Delphikón. I enjoyed a traditional Greek yogurt with honey and walnuts, a perfect start to fuel my adventurous day. The plan was to explore the Corycian Cave, a site shrouded in myth and history, before heading up to the Parnassos Ski Centre.


The drive to the cave was scenic, winding through the mountainous landscape. I felt a sense of anticipation building as I approached the entrance to the Corycian Cave. The air grew cooler, and the landscape became more rugged. It's incredible to think that this cave has been a sacred space since the Neolithic era. It's hard to imagine the rituals and worship that took place within its depths.

The Corycian Cave, also known as Sarantavli, meaning forty rooms, is a place where mythology and history converge. It was named after the Corycian nymphs, mythological nature spirits, and served as a sanctuary for Pan, Zeus, and Dionysus. Legend even says Zeus was imprisoned here by the monster Typhon. The cave has also served as a refuge for locals during invasions, from the Persians to the Germans.

I spent a good hour exploring the cave, my librarian's curiosity piqued by every stalactite and shadow. The silence was profound, broken only by the occasional drip of water. I tried to imagine what it must have been like for those who sought refuge here, hiding from invaders. It was easy to feel a connection to the past, a sense of timelessness that only a place like this can evoke. The air was damp and cool, and I was glad I'd worn my walking boots. I even imagined Klaus's excitement if he were here, his archaeological mind buzzing with the possibilities of unearthing hidden artifacts.

The Corycian Cave whispers tales of ancient worship and refuge, a testament to the enduring power of nature and the human spirit.

After the cave, I decided to have lunch at Kaplanis Taverna before heading up to the ski center. I opted for a simple but delicious souvlaki, savoring the flavors of grilled meat and fresh vegetables. It was a welcome break before the next adventure.



The drive up to Parnassos Ski Centre was breathtaking. The landscape transformed from rocky terrain to a winter wonderland. As I ascended, the snow became thicker, and the air crisper. I must admit, I was a little nervous. Skiing isn't exactly my forte, but I was determined to give it a try. I had heard so much about Parnassos, and I wanted to experience it for myself. I've always enjoyed watching winter sports, especially the biathlon, and I thought it was time to be more than a spectator. Plus, the views from the slopes were said to be incredible. I was not disappointed.

Parnassos Ski Centre is one of the largest ski resorts in Greece, boasting two main peaks, Kellaria and Fterolaka. With 23 pistes, it caters to skiers of all levels, from beginners to advanced. The resort also offers stunning views of the surrounding mountains and, on a clear day, even the sea.

I rented some equipment and cautiously made my way to the beginner slopes. It was quite comical, I'm sure, watching me wobble and slide, but I was determined to stay upright. I managed a few gentle runs without any major mishaps, and I even started to feel a little more confident. The sun was shining, the snow was sparkling, and the atmosphere was festive. There were families laughing, friends racing, and everyone seemed to be enjoying the winter wonderland. I even saw a few snowboarders showing off their skills, performing impressive jumps and tricks. I stuck to the easier slopes, though, and was content with my small victories.

After a few hours on the slopes, I decided to call it a day. My legs were aching, but my spirits were high. I rewarded myself with a hot chocolate at one of the mountain cafes, savoring the warmth and the stunning views. It was the perfect way to end the day. I imagined Klaus would have enjoyed this too, though he's more of a cross-country skiing enthusiast than a downhill daredevil.

Before heading back to the hotel, I made a stop at Astra Cafe Restaurant for a quick drink. The cafe had a lively atmosphere and offered panoramic views of the valley. It was the perfect spot to unwind and reflect on the day's adventures. I enjoyed a glass of local wine, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of orange and pink. It was a truly magical moment.


For dinner, I decided to try OMFALOS, a restaurant recommended by several locals. The food was delicious, and the ambiance was cozy and inviting. I ordered a traditional Greek dish, moussaka, and savored every bite. It was the perfect ending to a perfect day. I thought about how different today was from my usual routine in Heidelberg. Instead of researching ancient texts, I was exploring ancient caves and gliding down snow-covered mountains. It was a welcome change, a chance to reconnect with nature and challenge myself in new ways.


Tomorrow, I plan to visit the Holy Monastery of Hosios Loukas and the European Cultural Centre of Delphi, continuing my exploration of this fascinating region. And perhaps, I'll find a nice souvenir at the Poseidon Workshop to bring back home. I am already looking forward to it!


I am so grateful for these experiences, and I can't wait to share more of my journey with you all. Goodnight from Delphi!