Out to see more of the town.
No place to start like your hotel, and a nearby shop window.
The Agora - the market district.
The meat and fish
section is roofed over, and covers a whole city
block. Aisle after aisle of local color.
Across the street are the fruits, veggies, birds, bakeries, tools,
supplies, you name it. A given street tends to specialize in one
category of shop.
Psyrrí - the shell-shock ward.
At the corner of Sophocles
and Socrates,
things become grittier and
borderline menacing,
The guidebook described this as a neighborhood of immigrants and
excellent ethnic dining.
What I found was the district of junkies preparing and shooting up on
the sidewalk (two different sidewalks, without my even looking for it),
unfriendly-looking Africans, and an ambience that said
cameras were distinctly cosa non grata.
No more pictures for a while.
Circumnavigating the Acropolis
Here y'are - see I do
know what Athens pictures are s'posed to look like.
Actually, this is the best Parthenon picture I managed. A nice
fellow-tourist offered to give me my image in front of Herod Atticus'
Amphitheater.
The old man, young couple, and dogs were outside
said
Amphitheater, and too good not to record.
Plaka back to Monastiraki
Here is another
of those brown stone churches, visible through a
wrought iron fence,
That's it. G'night from a bar in Mykonos. I have pix from here too.
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