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A walk about Athens

and other strange happenings

sunny 19 °C

I went for another one of my solo walks tonight. I’ve come to enjoy the time alone in a way. I am able to reflect and really pay attention. When I’m with a group I tend to miss a lot. I like being with people but when it’s me and my camera three is a crowd.

Tonight I walked down Vas Constantinou past the stadium and onto the other side of the Temple of Zeus. At first I wondered if I was going the right way. I became a bit concerned that I would get lost, but I had my map, my phone, and my sense of adventure. My intended destination was Plaka which is near the Acropolis. I found some interesting graffiti on the way. I keep looking for different types of graffiti around town. Most of what I have found has been just words scrawled on a wall. Interesting words and pictures that we have yet to figure out.


Like crew and buns.


I’ll have to do some research to see what the significance is.


Who knows. But I like this one.


I made my way down past the Temple of Zeus and ended up turning down Syngrou, which went in the opposite direction from what I wanted. I finally figured out how to make my way toward Plaka by going up through Makrygianni.



Plaka is quite a different Athens from Pangrati where I live. Plaka is closest to the Acropolis and therefore caters to tourists. I didn’t make it up to the Acropolis but got close enough for some photos.

From afar

A little closer....soon I'll get as close as you can!

I heard more English there than I’ve heard in a week, outside of my fellow students. I find the tourist sections of places a bit annoying because of the crowds, but I did find some familiar sights. Like the blue “evil eye” that was ubiquitous in Turkiye.



I was going to buy some but found that I had left my money purse at home. Next time.

Yes. Plaka is pure tourism. I do like the pedestrianized streets in Plaka. It makes for nice walking.




I was really craving some gelato, but with no money I was out of luck. So I walked on.

It was worth it. Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words. This scene was priceless. I just had to snap a photo and he was more than willing to oblige saying "well I have hands, what am I suppose to do with them?"


I just had to laugh.

Keeping with one of my usual themes when traveling I found two cats who were also willing to pose.

Looking not too happy


Moving my way through Plaka I eventually came out at Syntagma Square. It seems Syntagma is where I always end up.
It was a good thing though. I found an ATM so I was no longer without cash. I browsed Public, which is similar to our Best Buy, only hipper. I mean, they have a café and had a group that was singing rap from the balcony. What more could you ask for? I contemplated purchasing a printer but decided not to at this point. Printer was cheap. Ink is outrageous. I did stick around and enjoy the music though.


I ended up at Politi.co, which is advertised as serving Anatolian cuisine. Of course my eyes lit up at that. I was simply ecstatic when I looked at the menu and saw several familiar dishes. Lamachun, doner kebap, Iskander kebap, and Adana kebap.
Yes, I was a happy woman.


I had my long sought after lamachun. It wasn’t Turkiye but it was about as close as I am going to get until I can make it there. I normally don’t dine alone in a “sit down” restaurant but tonight I had no qualms. Lamachun made my evening complete.


The spicy Adana kebap didn't hurt either.


I'll leave you with food, and with food for thought. I thought this was apropos in today's economic climate.


Posted by oceanchild 14:02 Archived in Greece Tagged living_abroad

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