Mt. Olympus

Dear diary, today I rode up Mt. Olympus.

From Meteora, ominous clouds pushed me further east. Approaching Mt. Olympus from the south, I was unimpressed. But as I came around the north side, it looked straight up mythical, as you can see. I can understand why the gods would choose to live there. Near the base of the mountain I spotted a group of riders, asked if I could join them, and together we rode up the mountain to kill the god of war. He was not home.