I arrived in Athens Saturday evening after an uneventful journey by various trains and an airplane from Firenze. Â Again, I found it surprising that there was no customs to greet me; however, I suspect that since I was arriving from Italy, another member of the European Union, that such issues were of no consideration for our flight. Â Getting from the airport to the hotel was as easy as taking the metro to Monastiraki station and walking a few blocks up to my hotel.
The next morning I was up, like all good travelers, to get out and see the city. Â Good for Greece but bad for me is the fact that they are in the middle of elections; consequently, all national sites were closed on Sunday. Â In some ways this worked out for the best as it provided me a reason to just walk the city and see some of the sites that I may not have seen otherwise. Â Some 15 kilometers later I had walked a goodly portion of the neighborhoods, parks and even national cemetery. Â I ended my walk at Lycabettus Hill which overlooks all of Athens where I stopped to take in the view and enjoy some Greek coffee.
Today I again awoke early, but this time all the national sites are open to visitors. Â Yeah! Â But because so many people could not see them yesterday they are all visiting them today. Â Boo! Â Frankly, there are so few tourists that it is really quite nice since you have much of the place to yourself. Â It is certainly warm enough to not require a jacket even if I do see people walking around in winter coats; I suspect this a difference between people acclimated to warmer climes and people like myself who are not.
Athens in some very ways reminds me of Napoli. Â There is a lot of graffiti nearly everywhere you look; however, I did find nooks and grannies of neighborhoods that did not show any evidence of tagging. Â Unlike Napoli and Italy in general, people smile while out and about; this I find a pleasant change. Â In the evenings when people are out and about at cafes is when the city really comes alive. Â Every cafe and every restaurant is as much outdoors as it is indoors. Â At times it is hard to discern where one restaurant begins and ends given that all the tables and chairs just flow together into a long river of linens and silverware. Â My only regret is not being able to see the rest of Greece.
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