Wandering Athens

Sunday, January 12, 2014

I know I haven't been here long, but I'm starting to think that the Greeks are probably the kindest, most hospitable group of people I have ever met on my travels. For example, as soon as I dragged my luggage up the marble steps of my new apartment building, I was bull rushed and scooped up into the arms of Tassos, the AIFS representative who is personally taking care of myself and six other girls who I have fallen in love with in the past three days. It's funny how delving into an experience like this can turn an hour long friendship into one that makes you feel like you've known them for ages. It's also funny that even though I am definitely, inarguably, and without a doubt in Greece right now, I still can't believe it!

While I was walking around downtown Athens during what our Greek friends commented was much like a 'cool summer day; yesterday, I couldn't help but drool over all the sights that this amazing city has to offer!



These are the labyrinth maze of houses that cling to the mountainside below the Acropolis, known as the Plaka. 


We weaved through a tiny path, dotted with sun bleached patio furniture, potted plants, and blue shutters, gazing up at the ancient ruins above and completely envious of the people who are lucky enough to live there!


A famous sign guiding the way to the ruins.


The Athenian skyline.


I'm not sure which ruins these are, but they are even more gigantic looking in real life!

I am starting to love the Greek way of life. I can get down with siesta time, also known as mesimeri, a nap or quiet time between 2pm to 5pm, especially when the norm on weekends is to go out at 12 and come home at 5am or earlier, like we did last night. The night life here is indescribable and the streets are just as alive at 5am as they are at 1am! 

Some clubs pump dubstep, others Greek music that I can't understand a lick of, but can certainly dance to, especially when it has a unique modern-Mediterranean and almost Middle Eastern beat. 



Needless to say, Sunday is a day of rest and most of the shops are closed. For some Greeks this might traditionally mean a day of worship, but to me it will definitely be a journey to find some good hangover food (sorry, Mom) and wander the streets of Athens a little more. 

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