While few people seem to recognize the name ‘Meteora’, and I admit that I’d never heard of it before planning a trip to Greece, it probably deserves to be listed amongst the great tourist sites in the world. In broadest terms, Meteora is an area of rocky grey pinnacles, about five kilometres wide and five kilometres deep. In between the rocks, the ground is mostly covered by a dense concentration of short trees.
Beyond the church, there was little to see in the monastery, until you reached the roof. Here, where building met rock, you could walk up to the little bell tower, and take in the views all around. They were spectacular. In every direction, great rocks rose from the greenery below. On many of them could be seen the ruins and foundations of other monasteries, built and abandoned long ago. I imagined the incredible task it would be for some archaeologist to come and explore those remains. In one shattered ruin, we could see a large clay pot, old, but still complete. I wondered how long it had sat there collecting rain.