Echos from a distant mountain

Monday, September 04, 2006

Aphrodite's rock

I've just come back from a business trip down to Cyprus, where I got to hang out for a few days. Cyprus is much further away than I thought it was, but it's a beautiful place. I tend to think of it as being like Italy or Greece - a relatively nearby Mediterranean country, but actually is more in the Middle East than it is in Europe - it's a 20 minute flight to Israel for example, and Cyprus was the first stop off point for refugees from Lebenon during the recent problems that have been taking place in that part of the world.


This is the spectacular view from a hillside outside Paphos, of Aphrodite's Rock, where the ancient Greek god of Love, Aphrodite, emerged from the sea. (The same god was known as Venus by the Romans, Ishtar by the Mesopotamians and Turan by the Etrsucans. Wikipedia has this to say:
"Foam-arisen" Aphrodite was born of the sea foam near Paphos, Cyprus after Cronus cut off Uranus' genitals and threw them into the sea. Hesiod's Theogony described that the genitals "were carried over the sea a long time, and white foam arose from the immortal flesh; with it a girl grew" to become Aphrodite. Thus Aphrodite is of an older generation than Zeus.
Also, on the way home I ended up stood next to Peter Hook (Bass playing guitar god with New Order) at the baggage collection area of the Airport. I presume he was on his way to Electric Picnic, which was on this weekend. Still, it's was kinda cool.

4 Comments:

At Monday, September 04, 2006 9:04:00 PM, Blogger Brian said...

Hey, that's pretty dang cool. The novel I'm starting actually begins in Cyprus in the 1200s. How about you send a brother a description of the landscape there? It could be quite helpful.

 
At Tuesday, September 05, 2006 8:13:00 PM, Blogger Alex Meehan said...

No problem Brian, anything I can do to help, just let me know.

The landscape is actually quite distinctive (so it's a good thing to check before setting something there, at least if you care about that kind of accuracy.) Various parts of the island have their own landscapes - the area I was in looked almost lunar - it's very dry arid, with patchy scrub grass and rocks. The most notable feature is that the landscape looks quite washed out - almost white in fact.

It can get very hot - and one thing that occured to me as I drove through this landscape (in an air conditioned car!) was that someone who wasn't from the area and didn't know it could get into trouble wandering around in the day without carrying lots of water. Today, that wouldn't be a huge problem, because there are roads everywhere, but in the past, around the time of your book - you could fry and die of dehydration quite quickly.

For reference, it looked to me a lot like the kind of deserts you see on TV from the Middle east. That said, there are other parts of the island that are quite fertile and produce lots of crops.

Drop me an e-mail if you want more . . .

 
At Thursday, September 07, 2006 1:03:00 AM, Blogger Brian said...

You, my round Irish friend, are a an absolute doll.

 
At Thursday, September 07, 2006 9:56:00 AM, Blogger Alex Meehan said...

Ha! That's rich, coming from a hobbit!

: )

 

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