After our visit to the Acropolis rock we walked to the new Acropolis Museum. The old one was tiny, and as I remember it, didn't have very much inside. The new one is very large and houses a lot of the original sculptures and stuff from the Acropolis. No photos were allowed inside, but I took a few outside.
Ross was worried that the museum was going to be nothing but pottery--which is all we could really see right as we walked in. We are both non-fans of pottery. Instead the museum has a lot more to offer. It had great sculptures and an entire area talking about how the sculptures were originally colored, the different minerals used to color the marble, and exactly how that was done. They even had an exhibit on how marble is sculpted out to replicate a model.
The best part of the museum was how the third floor is basically set up as the Parthenon. Original and replica metopes--high relief sculptural scenes are displayed overhead just as they are/were on the Parthenon--sets on the outer wall and inner wall. Displayed below are drawings done in the 1600s or something of what the metopes looked like back then. The pediment (end triangles) sculptures are also displayed. Some jerky Duke (of Elgin) took a bunch of the pediment sculptures from the Parthenon (and a bunch of other sculptures from the Acropolis) and transported them to England. He then sold them to the British government, who still displays them at the British Museum. Greece wants them back, but England refuses.
Oh, there was also a video showing how they are using lasers and some sort of solution to clean the marble. It is a very fast process. Amazing. Reminded me of when I got my teeth whitened.
They have excavated around the new museum, revealing an ancient neighborhood. They are working on making it an exhibit that visitors can walk through. There were areas we could look out over and areas with clear tiles (with lots of dots) so we could look down over the excavation site.
On an unrelated note--we asked Kostas, our host, (more on him later) how Greeks say gyro. He said "ghee-roh," which is how my mom and I have always said it. So there. No jai-roh, no guy-roh, no yeee-roh. He actually laughed at yee-roh.