When I was 17, I traveled to Greece with my high school. Due to my academic foray into the Classics, I was able to look at columns and rocks and actually know– if only just a bit more than the average tourist– what it all meant.

Wandering through ancient ruins in Europe is a bit like entering a thrift store. Things of great historical significance rest among modern, unimportant signs and spaces. And if you don’t look closely enough, you might just miss something (or step on it) en route to the t-shirt stand….Continue Reading