History
By the sea
Argos, Midea, Mycenae
Epidaurus (Epidavros)
How To Get There
The magic of the shores of the Argolid,
the bald mountains, golden valleys, the grandeur of the monuments
and the eternal quality of its myths will leave a lasting impression.
On this "flaming red Argive earth" celebrated by the
poet, "where the poppy flames still brighter", you'll
hear the most sublime voices of the Greek land - Homer, Aeschylus,
Sophocles.
History
The Argolid was the heart of Greece from 1600 to 1100 B.C. under
the Mycenaeans. With their decline, the Dorians controlled the
fate of the region until the conquest of the country by the Romans.
During the Byzantine era the Argolid shared the fortune of the
rest of the Peloponnese. It was ruled by the Franks and surrendered
to the Turks in 1460, Nafplio, however, remained in Venetian
hands until 1540. Nafplio was the capital of the newly formed
Greek state from 1828 to 1834, when this role passed to Athens.
The district
In this little tour the approach to the district of Argos starts
in the south, at Arcadian Astros. The little village of Mili
is not far away. Ten km. further north are the ruins of ancient
Lerna, where Herakles is said to have killed the Hydra, a dragon
with the body of a snake and nine heads. Passing sometimes through
valleys filled with vines and olive groves sometimes along the
turquoise sea, the road leads to Nea Kios, a coastal town built
at the back of the bay of Nafplio. Tranquillity reigns on this
sandy, shallow seashore. Here on the last Sunday before Lent
there is a festival with free food and wine.
The coast road continues on to Nauplia (Nafplio),
capital of the prefecture and one of the lovellest towns in all
Greece. The old city with its neoclassic houses, picturesque
streets, wooden balconies with cascading flowers, Turkish fountains,
Constitution (Syntagma) Square with its fascinating mosques and
outdoor cafe tables is like a fairy land. Here, after centuries
of struggle, happiness has finally settled. You feel like immersing
yourself in its history, burrowing into its past - the house
of the Regent Mauer, the Military Academy, it operates as a military
Museum, the Army Ministry, Greece's first high school, Parliament
House, St. Spyridon's, the church where Kapodistrias, the first
governor of Greece, was assassinated. And the fairy tale world
continues, whether you climb up the 857 steps to the Venetian
fortress of Palamidi crowning the city, wander round the battlements
of Acronafpia or pop over to the fortified islet, Bourtzi,
afloat in the middle of the bay. A new sight or sensation keeps
coming across your path. Nafplio is full of the joy of life:
it is the nobility and calm found in Minoan frescoes; it is Syntagma
Square, which strikes you as more gracious and delightful every
time you see it; it is the little restaurants on the waterfront,
the open-air cinemas, the bars and the music that every evening
takes you closer to the people, the sea and the stars. In Syntagma
Square the Archaeological Museum, with its finds from various
periods and frescoes from Mycenae (Mikines) and Assini, is housed
in an imposing Venetian building, while the Folk Art Museum,
on Vas. Alexandrou street, occupies a neoclassical house.
By the sea
The first seaside village you meet on leaving Nafplio is Tolo,
situated on a picturesque
bay. Its seafood tavernas overlook the water. You take a bite
and inhale the salt breeze. You listen to the put-put of the
little mortboats chugging over to the islet of Romvi opposite.
The more romantic travellers will want to head for Assini, which
inspired one of Nobel prize-winning poet George Seferis' most
beautiful poems. A sheer rock at the water's edge adorned with
remnants of the distant past. Here stood the acropolis of ancient
Assini mentioned by the first Greek poet, Homer.
Ten km. from Nafplio the road passes through
the coastal village of Drepano, drenched in orange and lemon
trees, and Vivari, with its ruined Venetian castle. The view
from here is enchanting. Next the road leads on to the much frequented
villages of Kandia and Salandi, winding up in Kilada, a peaceful
fishing village at the head of a closed bay. Just outside the
village, one can see the large cave of Frahthi where mesolithic
artefacts were found. Not far from Kilada - inland - the farming
town of Kranidi stands out, spread out over the hillside of Agia
Anna. The hill is sprinkled with Byzantine monasteries.
Seven km. after Kranidi the road leads to
Porto Heli,
a
big summer resort on a closed protected bay with a natural harbour.
Brightly painted caiques and trawlers, little sailboats and motorboats
repose in the harbour. Customers at the seafood tavernas are
ordering fried and grilled fish, shrimp, octopus, and a big country
salad. At midday Porto Heli is humming with people. The shouts
and laughter mingle with the aromas wafting up from the coals.
It's perpetual festival for people who delight in this miracle
of nature, the Argolid perfumed by the sea, rich in fields, harbours
and beaches; the Argolid with its translucent waters that reflect
ancient and modern dreams; the Argolid, whose every village is
a treat for the eye. Kosta, Ermioni, Thermissia, Plepi, Metohi,
and Galatas with the dozens of lemon trees. The Argolid dream
world. The first lights from the shores of the Saronic islands
across the way appear in the twilight. Taking the coast road
north will bring you to lush Galata, just a stone's throw from
the Argosaronic island of Poros. The narrow strait that separates
them is alive with small boats ferrying passengers between island
and mainland. Further north, at the almost spherical peninsula
of Methana, lies the spa of that name, famous since antiquity
for its hot sulphurous and saline springs. Methana's waters are
recommended in the treatment of dermatological, rheumatoid and
neurological ailments. Visitor to Methana will find ample accommodation
as well as numerous tavernas, restaurants, bars, discos and other
facilities for tourists. The crystalline sea and lovely beaches
attract holidaymakers all summer long. The town is linked year
round with Piraeus by ferry and in summer by several hydrofoils
(from Zea marina) per day. This is the magical Argolid. The first
lights from the shores of the Saronic islands start twinkling
in the dusk.
Tirins
From Nafplio the road passes through a fertile, verdant valley
to arrive at the village of Tirins. The ruins of the fortress-palace
of Tirins lie just off the road. Its cyclopean walls are older
than those of Mycenae. The ancients believed that these walls
were built by the Cyclops, creatures with superhuman powers.
Homer mentions the "wall-girt" cities that took part
in the Trojan War. Looking at these massive walls - the biggest
boulders weigh 13 tons each - one imagines that any attempt at
besieging them must have been in vain. Tirins flourished up to
1200 B.C., when the acropolis was destroyed by fire. In the enclosure
below the acropolis are the famous tunnels (secret cisterns),
among the most interesting architectural achievements of the
period. The palace with the royal throne room at its centre occupied
the highest point on the acropolis. Fragments of wall paintings
testifying to the wealth and luxury of the palace at Tirins are
on display in the archaeological museums of Nafplio and Athens.
Argos, Midea, Mycenae
From Tirins the road continues through the Argolid valley to
Argos itself. Men and women are working in the fields, while
earthy odours and the buzzing of a bee accompany you. Farmers
tending rickety roadside stands sell their wares to passers-by
- juicy grapes, oranges and apricots depending on the season.
The scenery alternates between grapevines, olive groves and apricot
orchards. Today the historic Peloponnesian city of Argos is the
agricultural and commercial centre of the prefecture. The city
has retained some neoclassical buildings, the neoclassical market
place and the army barracks dating from the time of Kapodistrias.
The archaeological museum on Vas. Olga street has an interesting
collection of local finds. After the destruction of Mycenae (Mikines)
and Tirins, Argos began to develop, reaching its peak as one
of Greece's most powerful cities in the 7th century B.C. Large
works produced in the city's famous sculpture studios decorated
temples and sanctuaries. The visitor will find some of them,
weathered by time, in the ancient agora (on the road to Tripolis).
Northwest of Argos, the citadel of Larissa stands on the crest
of a low mountain, it is worth a visit - an asphalted road goes
all the way up - to admire the Frankish and Venetian fortifications
as well as the view, which is especially impressive at sunset,
when the colours run riot. There is a monastery on the hillside,
the Virgin Concealed or of the Rock. South of Argos the road
leads to Kefalari, a lush area with several springs. The spreading
plane trees, running water and tavernas will hold you in their
grasp for hours by offering those simple Greek pleasures: shade,
fresh air, good food and relaxation. To the east another road
goes to the village of Merbaka (Agia Triada), with its 12th century
Byzantine church, and from there on to the hamlets of Manesi
and Dendra. From Dendra a path takes you to the top of a hill
and the Mycenaean acropolis of Midea. Here too you will find
huge cyclopean walls. According to myth, the walls at Mycenae
(Mikines), Tirins and Midea were built by a tribe of men descended
from the Cyclops. Nine km. outside Argos the road leads to the
slopes of Mt. Evvia where, built on an outcropping, stand the
ruins of the Heraion (Ireon), dedicated to Hera, one of the most
important sanctuaries of antiquity.In the uncluttered beauty
of the scenery, emotions and memories connected with the worship
of the goddess still linger.
The Mycenaean treasure
The road leads from the Heraion to Mycenae (Mikines) "rich
in gold". The acropolis reveals itself in the heart of a
landscape that is barren to the north, a bit tamer towards the
south. A grey mound of rock with the marks of the Cyclops upon
it. One has to touch these gigantic rough-hewn slabs in order
to comprehend the deep sense of security they offered the Mycenaeans.
Within these walls the leaders heaped the booty from their extended
wars, gold and jewels, bowls and purple rugs. Mycenae was the
most powerful, brilliant and sovereign influence in Greece up
to 1100 B.C. when it was destroyed by fire. Centuries later the
tragic poets Aeschylus and Sophocles brought it back to life
with the magic of their verses. One enters the acropolis through
the Lion Gate, the oldest example of monumental sculpture in
Europe. A secondary entrance, built in the same style, exists
in the north side. Inside the walls excavations have uncovered
the palace complex, grave circle A with six royal tombs, courtiers'
houses, sanctuaries and other important buildings. Outside the
acropolis lie the ruins of private houses. Grave Circle B with
14 royal tombs and 12 tombs of private citizens. On the nearby
hill of Panayitsa archaeologists brought to light the most stunning
edifice of Mycenaean architecture, the Treasure of Atreus, also
known as the beehive tomb of Agamemnon. Most of the more exceptional
finds from the site are on exhibit in the National Archaeological
Museum in Athens. These include frescoes, gold jewellery, and
the gold mask said to have belonged to Agamemnon, among other
priceless pieces.
Epidaurus (Epidavros)
The road from Nafplio to Epidaurus (Epidavros) passes through
vineyards and age-old olive groves with the mountains looming
hazily in the distance, but for Mt. Arahneo, which rises directly
above Epidaurus. Arahneo - that's just how Aeschylus called it
in his tragedy, Agamemnon. The breeze carries waves of sweet
fragrances from the woods, resin and turpentine. On a hillside,
within the sanctuary, lies the theatre of Epidaurus (3rd c. B.C.),
the most famous and best preserved of all the ancient theatres
in Greece. Built of limestone, it can seat 12,000 spectators.
Every summer it comes alive. Attending a performance of ancient
drama in this theatre is almost a mystical experience. Never
to be forgotten. A catharsis of the soul. At Epidaurus the actors
don't need to shout or speak loudly. The accoustics are so perfect
that the merest whisper can be heard in the last row. The entrance
to the sanctuary lies to the north of the theatre. Asklepios
was worshipped here. Though he was a god, Zeus struck him down
with his thunderbolt because he wanted to destroy death. Among
the ruins, one can see the foundations of the temple of Asklepios
(Doric, 4th c. B.C.), the guest house, the tholos, the Abaton
or sleeping porch, the temples of Artemis and Themis, the gymnasion
etc. The museum is near the entrance to the site and contains
various artefacts plus a helpful model of what the sanctuary
must have looked like.
The
town on ancient Epidaurus occupied the same location as the present
village of Palia Epidavros (Old Epidaurus), a seaside settlement
with a small harbour, nestled in a plain thick with olive and
orange trees, rimmed with scenic beaches and several tavernas.
Seven km. further north, at the foot of Mt. Akros, the road arrives
at Nea Epidavros (New Epidaurus), an inland village and then
proceeds several km. on to the lonely monastery of Agnounda with
its Byzantine frescoes. West of Nea Epidavros, you come to Ligourio,
a modern market town much frequented by tourists. There are tavernas
everywhere you look, and coaches, cars and motorbikes. Over the
wind waft tempting smells of roasting lamb and kokoretsi. Theatre
buffs and lovers of archaeology from all corners of the globe
gather here to eat and chat under a starry sky. Carefree crickets
are trilling in the trees. This land is an endless song. This
is where out travelling through the Peloponnese, the old and
the new one, ends.
How To Get There
By rail from Athens
Information: Athens terminal Peloponnese
Station, tel: 01/5131601
By bus from Athens
Information: KTEL Bus Terminal - Athens 100,
Kifissou St., tel: 01/5129498
By hydrofoil sailing from Zea Marina (Piraeus)
Zea Marina - Ermioni - Porto Heli - Tolo
- Nafplio - Kiparissi - Gerakas - Monemvassia - Neapolis - Kithira.
Information: tel.: 01/4527107
Information Courtesy of Agean
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