She could smell the rosemary as she walked up the dirt path. Ahead the Mediterranean Sea glitters in the bright sunshine. And there it is, the ancient temple of Sounion.
Lisa remembers all the legends surrounding this ancient building. How Aegeus threw himself off the cliff and into the sea when he thought his son had died in Crete. Now the sea is named after him.
Lisa walks to the cliff and looks down. Yes, she thinks, no one would survive that fall. It makes her nervous just to stand and look over.
She turns to admire the temple itself. Ancient Athenian mariners, when they sailed past Sounion, knew they were almost home. Lisa feels the same as she walks up the steps and into cella of the ruins. Looking out at the legendary sea, she can visualize the triremes and other trading ships traveling to and from Piraeus.
What was it about this place that seemed so familiar, yet so disconcerting? Lisa has an eerie feeling that she lived here once before. As she begins to walk towards her parked car, she notices that the walkway is not dirt, it has paving stones. She looks down and realizes she is wearing sandals and her dress has become a chiton. Whatever or however this change has happened, she knows she is home at last.