Athens has a lot of great grafitti around, though I think this one is actually an advertisement.


Oneida rocks the Greek goths.


The view toward Lycabettus Hill from the Acropolis.


Most of the gang poses with the Parthenon in the distance.


The little town of Nafplio as seen from partway up to a castle on the hill (913 steps and my calves still hurt). We wanted to go to an island, but there was a ferry strike on the whole time we were there.

We had such a great time and exploring Athens exceeded my expectations in every way. It’s not dirty and congested (okay, it’s a little grungy, but I like my cities that way) as most people seem to say. The food is great, lots of marinated pork things and I’m in love with tzatziki. Athenians seem to spend all of their free time having cold cappucinos and wine in cafes, so we were in heaven. It was so great to hang out with the Oneida gang. They had a handler assigned to them who was truly accomodating and took us to restaurants late at night and showed us the best place to have kebab. We went to a huge flea market with all sorts of old junk and antiques, and I bought an old Ottoman door knocker of the sort that I have been obsessed with for months. The people we met (including a girl called Aphrodite) were friendly and seemed unjaded by tourism. I certainly look forward to spending more time in Greece someday.