Friday, April 3

it's all greek to me

Friday, April 3
April 2: On the bus from Patras to Athens

I think the Garden of Eden may actually have been in Greece. Even the industrial port city of Patras is breathtakingly beautiful. On one side, the crisp blue sea; the other, green tree-crusted mountains. We're on a bus to Athens, and the entire ride has been right along the sea.

Also, the phrase "it's all Greek to me" has taken on a very literal meaning. I can't even guess what signs say anymore. But it's worth it. Every two minutes, one of us says "oh my gosh" and we all fumble for our cameras, turn and gasp at the beauty of this influential and amazing country.

Once in Athens, we explored the area near our hostel as the sun set, including a flea market and the Acropolis. Just the ruins we have seen from a distance are spectacular. Every shopkeeper and waiter has been very welcoming and friendly. We ate at a nice restaurant where we were allowed to split entrees (rare for Europe) and had some free homemade dessert. Yum!

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