Most of our experiences in Athens have somehow involved the Acropolis, the big hill with the Parthenon and other temples on top. Somehow, we have ended up climbing it once each day for the past 3 days, from a different approach each time. Epic. On the fourth day, the sky will open up and a voice from the heavens will be heard...
I have also eaten feta and olives every day, at least once. Aw, yeah: feta and olives. Olives with pits, might I add, which you wouldn't think would be better, but which are.
I've been having trouble uploading pictures in any reasonable length of time, and since a lot of people at the hostel want to use the computers, I'm just going to postpone pictures until I can find an internet connection that takes fewer than 3 minutes per picture. A LOT fewer, or forget about it. Yeah. Don't know when that will be.
In other news, the city of Athens is vast, white, and sparkly. The streets are full of vendors, stray dogs, and music. Best thing to buy from a vendor: ring pastries. Some streets are dominated by restaurants with outside seating, with large awnings. Walking down a single street in the evening, about ten waiters asked us to look at a menu and sit down; it seems like a good approach to advertising and filling the tables. We've found that just about everyone working in shops here understands at least enough English to manage a transaction, and the museum staff can tell you, 1. to not touch, and 2. cool things about the exhibits. It's a fairly international city, with a lot of tourism. I don't know if we just look like we speak English, or if that's the first language to try after Greek.
Anyway, it's been awesome here. Katy has better stories. I'm trying to type really quickly so I don't monopolize the computers.
Plans for tomorrow: the beach!
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