First hours in Athens, and with excitement we explored along the city streets. A man shooting up in an alley and another exposing himself quickly brought my romantic view of things back to earth and revealed the darker side of city life.
Museums can be a chore if they involve work, but viewing the "mask of Argamemnon" and Linear B tablets were sheer delight as I retold the importance and meaning they had to me. Similarly watching the Parthenon lit up at night, from my dinner table inspired my love for History. Lord Elgin must have felt the same as he first gazed up at the friezes, sculptures and metopes that he then decided to "take" for safe keeping. With angry tones a tour guide mentioned the missing pieces now present in the British Museum.
Fresh figs and sweet yellow grapes were my choice of fast food. Greek sweet: Baklava was served in a door stopping wedge that I couldn't possibly finish, even when I did. Moussaka, Koupepia, Houlomi, Greek Salad, Kepab and Souvlaki were my ambitious olympic relay race.
Friendly and vivacious Athenians have welcomed me here.
Next to experience life outside of the city...
one of the things I enjoy most about your blog is the way you describe the food - makes me feel included, what with my obsession about all things food...
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