A sharp knock on the door this morning just after 8am. A very nice polite man asked if we could possibly move as they were about to film a tv commercial right where we had parked! 🤣 Can’t think why they didn’t want a big white van in the middle of the scenery.
We followed the coast round up to the Athens port of Piraeus.
We had booked into a secure carpark here, but unfortunately, the lady wasn’t expecting us till about 3pm, so we caused a bit of a panic. Guy managed to squeeze us in though and we got directions to the Metro with strict instructions to watch our bags 😬
I’ve got to say, the heat really got to me today; more so than Guy, which is unusual. Getting into the city was easy enough and very cheap.
The Acropolis was such a shock – I knew it was high up, but it rises so unexpectedly steeply in the middle of the city, you certainly can’t miss it. We plan to do that tomorrow though, so we set about exploring the narrow streets of the Plaka area. Crazy mad place, although pedestrianised, the bikes and scooters still have free reign so you have to watch your step. We wanted to look inside the Russian Orthodox Church but it was all closed up. Some little narrow alleyways took us quite high above the city – it appears to be massive.
The Panathenaic Stadium had us confused as it looked quite new. – it’s all made of white marble and was reconstructed on Roman foundations. In 1896 it became the birthplace of the modern Olympic Games.
We wandered back through the bazaar where the stall holders of the meat and fish market were just starting to hose everything down at the end of their day.
Flagging, we stopped for coffee, then shortly after that, Guy had the worst meal of his life. My moussaka wasn’t too bad, but Guy’s compressed meat on a stick of indeterminate origin with a ton of yoghurt on top, left a lot to be desired!
Walked through the flea market then got the metro back. Sat outside in the car park now trying to cool off!
