- Israel: Jerusalem
- Egypt: Cairo
- Greece: Athens, Mycenae, Olympia, Pylos, Ithica
- Italy: Rome, Florance
- Switzerland: Zermatt
- France: Paris, Verdun
- Cathy Fong
- Jennie Allen
- Anne Glenn
- Francisco Guevara
- Nalon Smith
- Amber Wilson
- Mr. Taylor, age 64
- What a flow of history from Israel to Egypt to Greece to Switzerland to Verdun to Paris
- Israel and the dome of lasting beauty
- A night above the ancient city of Jerusalem
- No barefoot Bedouins to race, but the loss enabled us to see ancient Megiddo and contemplate Armegeddon and look out across the plain of good and evil?
- A cautious walk through the narrow streets of old Jerusalem
- The wailing wall, then up above to the golden dome of Islam
- Massada, alone, looking out over the bare land of Israel and the Dead Sea
- Flight to Egypt
- The old Victoria hotel of colonialism with big, large rooms, then rushing to the window to better hear the call to prayer
- A vacant lot where the hotel of "The English Patient" had stood
- Egypt and the friendly honks as we crossed a busy intersection
- Apollo XIII music on the van tap deck as we approached oldest pyramid
- Looking out on the Libyan desert, toward where Kathryn……
- The flight to Greece over the blue Mediterranean sea?
- Athens and the inspiring run in the 1896 Olympic stadium
- The Acropolis and Cathy reading how it sways
- Digging for the earlier stadium at Nemea
- Blood and the rush to the hospital for Mr. Taylor
- Sleeping on the Arete roof at Mycenae
- Back in the early morning for some of the stitches to be removed at the hospital which was under the glittering fortress of ancient Argos
- Off to Sparta
- The goat lady appears in mountains on way to Pylos, a woman to remember
- A moment at Nestor’s palace overlooking Pylos
- The Arete hill at Olympia with powerful new music by Alexandros, the Olympic track visible through the pine below sail to Ithaka with Odysseus
- Cabs dropped our luggage out at the cove of Athena and Telemachus
- The island of Odysseus and the blue, clear water
- A swim, readings from “The Odyssey,” then up for pizza, then down by flashlight,
- A sleep on the beach of myth
- Jenny and I paid with lasting insect bite
- The forum, Bruno, Moses in Rome
- Jen of Arete ’95 surprises us at dinner
- Florence and the villa
- Then the anticipated David
- Hello to Nietzsche on a beautiful morning hike
- A climb well up alongside the Matterhorn
- Verdun and the hill of Mort Homme
- Sleeping in the same hotel where Freud stayed in 1885-86
- Avocado and peanut butter rolls in the Tuilleries
- The evening presentations, dinner, then the spontaneous dance on the river Seine
While the next morning the visit to Verdun would be tense and of horror for Arete '97, the night in the small French hotel some 15 miles from the trenches was full of female laughter. The lads ate at a separate table that night and this seemed to encourage a party for the girls.
Amber Wilson swings into familiar turn for Arete travelers in the 1896 Olympic stadium in Athens.
The goat lady was encountered high above ancient Sparta; she wanted her photo taken, scribbled some name and a town down so we could send it to her after returning to California; not too long later a gift of golden table linens for each of us arrived from the goat lady.
The Matterhorn has been approached by a large number of the Arete trips, and Mr. Taylor's birthdays are celebrated on every adventure in that July 16th typically falls within the five week Arete sojourns. This particular day found him enormously happy on his sixty-fifth birthday in 1997.
Ann Glenn of Arete '97 challenged the profile of the Sphinx in Egypt. Ann, an obvious beauty, is at the heart of Arete West. She returned to travel with Arete on the '99 trip as well.
Mr. Taylor led us behind the oldest of pyramids at Saqqara in Egypt so that we could gaze out cross the Libyan desert and remember the cave in "The English Patient.
Arete '97 rejoice on the 1896 Olympic track in Athens. It had been over a thousand years since the games were held. It has always been an enormous thrill for the students to run in this stadium.
In 1997 we came upon this marvelous meadow on our "Nietzsche" walk. We stop along the trail and from time to time and each students is asked to interpret a saying from Nietzsche that they were given to ponder the night before. We are above his old boarding house in Sils Maria, near St. Moritz in Switzerland. The hike begins in a forest by a rushing stream.
Francisco, Cathy, and Ann look out over the old Jewish cemetery from East Jerusalem in 1997.
Arete lass writes in her journal while alone on Massada in Israel. High above the Dead Sea, the stillness captures the past and the present.