Part 37 (1/2)
DAVE stored his costumes upstairs in a walk-in closet. He went up, picked out one of the robes that he thought had a h.e.l.lenic flavor, brought it downstairs, and shook the wrinkles out. When he was finished, he carried it out to the car, folded it carefully, put it in the backseat, and started for Shel's. stored his costumes upstairs in a walk-in closet. He went up, picked out one of the robes that he thought had a h.e.l.lenic flavor, brought it downstairs, and shook the wrinkles out. When he was finished, he carried it out to the car, folded it carefully, put it in the backseat, and started for Shel's.
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THE temple was located on a modest rise of land. Shel and Dave stood beneath a cl.u.s.ter of olive trees, watching a small group of people mounting three steps onto the portico, where they pa.s.sed between columns and disappeared inside. temple was located on a modest rise of land. Shel and Dave stood beneath a cl.u.s.ter of olive trees, watching a small group of people mounting three steps onto the portico, where they pa.s.sed between columns and disappeared inside.
A series of sculpted figures stood in the gallery.
”Pelops and Oenomaos,” said Shel, indicating two males apparently confronting each other. ”And that's Zeus in the center.”
”Who are Pelops and Oenomaos?”
”Pelops wanted to marry Oenomaos's daughter. Her father didn't like the idea, so they agreed to race. Winner would get the prize.”
”Why didn't Oenomaos simply say no?”
”Don't know. Maybe it wasn't culturally correct. Anyhow, one version of the story is that Pelops bribed one of the father's people to sabotage the chariot. In any case, it fell apart during the race, Oenomaos was killed-”
”-And the couple lived happily ever after.”
”Some of the Greek tales are a bit strange.”
They climbed onto the portico, walked from end to end, admiring the statuary. And finally, they went inside.
Dave caught his breath. The statue of Zeus, still famous in the third millennium even though long gone, dominated the interior. It was magnific ent, painted predominantly in silver and blue, and it stood about four stories high.
”The temple will be here for a thousand years,” said Shel. ”Then it'll be hit by an earthquake. And what's left will sink into floodwaters. It'll get lost, and will be forgotten until it's rediscovered in the eighteenth century.”
The people who'd preceded them inside stood quietly, their heads bowed. There were others, two women in a dark corner, a man in military garb holding a helmet under his arm, and a group of teens gazing up at Zeus.
Oil lamps provided an amber luminescence. Other sculpted figures occupied niches in the walls. Dave couldn't make out everything in the uncertain light, but he saw grapes and swords and wings.
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IN a sense, the genie was out of the box. After visiting the Library and the Alexandria Lighthouse and the Temple of Zeus, seeing them at their zenith, there was no way they could avoid dropping by to see the Colossus of Rhodes. a sense, the genie was out of the box. After visiting the Library and the Alexandria Lighthouse and the Temple of Zeus, seeing them at their zenith, there was no way they could avoid dropping by to see the Colossus of Rhodes.
They arrived next day, just after sunrise. The Colossus was another majestic giant, this one dominating the harbor in the manner of the Statue of Liberty.
Dave couldn't take his eyes from it. ”Apollo?” he asked.
Shel shook his head. ”Helios. The sun G.o.d.”
s.h.i.+ps were tied up around the port, and a frigate was just entering the harbor. At least Dave thought it was a frigate. He saw what looked like weapon racks on deck.
They found a cafe with a view of the waterfront and went inside. Dave had problems reading the menu, and they never did figure out what they'd ordered. There was scorched meat, and eggs-but not from chickens-and a reddish vegetable. It was served with a hot drink that had a lime taste. In all, not something to get excited about, but it didn't matter. They were in an extravagant mood by then, and anything would have tasted good.
DURING the next month, they visited the Great Pyramid at Giza, the Hanging Gardens, and returned to Rhodes for the Temple of Artemis. They were in the cheering crowds at Athens when Pheidippides arrived after a twenty-four-mile run, with news that the Athenians had beaten the Persians at Marathon, and driven them into the sea. the next month, they visited the Great Pyramid at Giza, the Hanging Gardens, and returned to Rhodes for the Temple of Artemis. They were in the cheering crowds at Athens when Pheidippides arrived after a twenty-four-mile run, with news that the Athenians had beaten the Persians at Marathon, and driven them into the sea.
They couldn't hear what Pheidippides said to those who'd hurried out to greet him, to catch him as he collapsed. But they knew the content. The danger was not over. The army was returning, but the city should prepare against the possibility of a new attack.
Pheidippides was carried away. If he in fact died, as the histories all say, he must have done it later. Because he was still breathing, and still talking, as he and his rescuers disappeared into the crowds.
On October 31, 1517, they were outside the castle church at Wit tenberg, waiting for Martin Luther to show up and nail The Ninety-Five Theses The Ninety-Five Theses to the door. They were there more than two fruitless hours before Dave suggested they travel through to the morning to determine whether he'd actually performed the deed. They did, and he hadn't. to the door. They were there more than two fruitless hours before Dave suggested they travel through to the morning to determine whether he'd actually performed the deed. They did, and he hadn't.
”The date was never certain,” said Shel. ”Should have thought of that earlier.” They tried the next day, though this time they checked the morning results first. Again, there was nothing.
It happened on the evening of November 3, at a little past nine o'clock in the evening. Dave and Shel were sheltered by a group of trees about fifty feet away from the church door when Luther arrived, a coat pulled around him to protect against the cold. They took pictures and resisted the inclination to shake his hand. ”I like rebels,” said Dave.
THEY spent two hours with Aristotle, pretending to be scholars from Rhodes (Shel's idea of a joke), asking questions about the movement of the stars and listening sadly while he talked of the ether and stars and planets...o...b..ting the Earth in a complex system of fifty-five spheres, which, remarkably, usually gave the right answers regarding what would be in the sky at any given time. And he knew the Earth was round. Although he thought it was permanent and unchanging. spent two hours with Aristotle, pretending to be scholars from Rhodes (Shel's idea of a joke), asking questions about the movement of the stars and listening sadly while he talked of the ether and stars and planets...o...b..ting the Earth in a complex system of fifty-five spheres, which, remarkably, usually gave the right answers regarding what would be in the sky at any given time. And he knew the Earth was round. Although he thought it was permanent and unchanging.
Afterward, Shel shook his head: ”I've never seen anyone so obviously brilliant who has everything so wrong.”
”It's a time without science,” Dave said. ”n.o.body knows anything. I felt sorry for him. Trying to make sense of orbital mechanics with no telescope. That was what, 330 B.C.?”
”331.”
”I think we should cut him a break.”
”Yeah. I was dying to tell him the sun is a star. That he's thinking small.”
”That might be one more reason we shouldn't be doing this. But you're right. I was sitting there the whole time with one of the most famous guys in history. And I kept thinking, You don't have a clue what you're talking about.”
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WHERE else would they like to go? Some of the more interesting events, Custer's last stand, Pearl Harbor, Actium, Hastings, Waterloo, the Teutoburg Forest, all involved a degree of personal risk that neither was anxious to a.s.sume. ”In any case,” said Shel, ”you can't really show up and watch the battle. Even if you didn't have to spend all your time hiding behind a tree, you'd still not be able to see anything except a small segment of what was going on.” else would they like to go? Some of the more interesting events, Custer's last stand, Pearl Harbor, Actium, Hastings, Waterloo, the Teutoburg Forest, all involved a degree of personal risk that neither was anxious to a.s.sume. ”In any case,” said Shel, ”you can't really show up and watch the battle. Even if you didn't have to spend all your time hiding behind a tree, you'd still not be able to see anything except a small segment of what was going on.”
Dave agreed. ”How about the a.s.sa.s.sination of the archduke?”
They looked at each other. Ferdinand's death in Sarajevo on June 28, 1914, was unquestionably one of the pivotal events in world history. ”But,” said Shel, ”I'm not excited about watching somebody get killed.”
”Okay. Yeah, that's a point. I'll tell you what I'd like to do.”
”What's that?”
”How about we go see Hamlet Hamlet?”
Shel laughed. ”See it on-”
”Opening day. Your father talked about seeing the first performance of Lear Lear. We could go him one better.”
”When was that?”
They were at David's place. He got up, walked over to the computer, and tapped the keys. ”Somewhere around 1600 or 1601.”
”That's the best we can do?”
”n.o.body knows for sure. But here's here's something interesting. Shakespeare never published his plays.” something interesting. Shakespeare never published his plays.”