The buses' air conditioners sound like beehives. Appropriate: tourists spill and mill like lost insects, searching for the comfort of known quantities. Landmarks, food, condiments, language: something familiar to anchor themselves to and drag around like stones.
These are religious. Church groups on package excursions to the places of the Bible. Here, old Corinth, a wealthy city whose bones now bleach under hot October sun.
The museum says Corinth grew wealthy through trade. They have amphorae from Carthage as documentation. Pausanias says otherwise: the city's wealth originated with the exploitation of thousands of prostitutes, where New Testament Corinth was the Pattaya of its day, a prime destination for sex tourism.