I was propelled by a consuming curiosity, which I would satisfy with marvels; I could taste in advance the pleasure of crossing this famous and beautiful region with Homer and Herodotus in my hands. At last I was promising myself a state of permanent intoxication in a land where the smallest rock appears to the imagination to be inhabited by gods and heroes
— Comte de Choiseul- Gouffier, 1782 on Greece
Image via  here. 

Image via here. 

This Spring we will enjoy the lava shores of Santorini, the white windmills of Mykonos and the temples of Athens. For now, it is all research and dreaming.