Why Would an Archaeologist Want to Live in a Mill House?
It started years ago, when I was part of an excavation team that had come to the legendary island of Ithaka
in search of the palace of Odysseus
We didn't find the palace
but I found my home
Every time I come into the harbor of Ithaka, I see it
standing all alone...
waiting for me to inhabit it
An old windmill, renovated into a house...my mill house.
This is my dream, some day.
Perhaps you've heard the song about the lighthouse keeper?
I dream of living in a lighthouse, baby
Every single day
I dream of living in a lighthouse
The white one by the bay
So if you want to make my dreams come true
You'll be a lighthouse keeper too
We could live in a lighthouse
The white one by the bay.
I'll polish his lamps by the light of day
So the ships at night can find their way
I wanna marry a lighthouse keeper
Won't that be okay?
We'll take walks along the moonlit bay
Maybe find a treasure, too
I'd love living in a lighthouse
How 'bout you?
I dream of living in a lighthouse, baby,
Every single day
I dream of living in a lighthouse
The white one by the bay
So if you want to make my dreams come true
You'll be a lighthouse keeper, too
We could live in a lighthouse
The white one by the bay
Won't that be okay?
Well my idea of a perfect place to stay is inside a refurbished windmill on a lone slope above the world's most beautiful harbor.
Some day, I tell myself.
Someday...
