The people we have met here are definitely Greek, but not in the "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" kind of way. We have also met a good number of Australians who have moved here or are just passing through...& I never grow tired of trying to imitate their accents. We are staying in an awesome hostel in the Plaka, bunked up in a third-floor studio apartment with a kitchen and this view....
So we ventured out to the streets mid-morning. On Sundays, the Monastiriki Flea Market is a necessary stop. I was almost disgusted by 10-50 euro price tags on the vintage/garage sale items that were for sale by the local Greek men. They were wrinkly, cantankerous, & disillusioned about the worth of their merchandise. ( I guess it's true that the older you get, the more attached to your junk you become--see pictures below )
we orient ourselves by the mound in the sky. [ a view of Mount Lykavittos, this time from the ground ]
history awaited us,
we answered its call. / 1. the gardens of the Agora, beneath the Acropolis
we travel across the world to escape it, but Kansas wind finds us everywhere [calling us home ]
/ 2. roman agora : gate of athena archegetis
