Tour Taken: Cape Sounion & Acropolis
Athens was packed! The day before we docked, the public transit in Athens decided to strike. While that didn’t affect the tour, we barely made it out of the city before the strike blocked the main square. We cruised the coast. Beautiful blue waters greeted us and we wove our way to the Acropolis. First we stopped at Panathenaic Stadium, the site of the opening ceremonies in the 2004 Olympics. A few pictures and 50 cents in euros to use the bathroom, we were off. I feel like I should have left a lasting impression for forking over money to use a restroom.
Next stop was the Parthenon. I suggest not going here if walking up slippery marble steps isn’t on your adventurous list of activities. I wore my traditional excursion shoes which are hiking boots. It was a site to see these people in flip flops losing their balance. Herodes Theatre Stood about a shitload of steps up. Our guide—another A+ person—had us hooked to a headphone radio system to tell us about the site. My mother had gone on this trip on one of her numerous cruises she’s been on. Unfortunately for her, the guide was too robust to go up and give any information. Suckage. More marble steps and people ill-equiped to handle it later, we reach the top and wonder on our own. The ground had pockets of marble so if you didn’t watch, slippage happened. Several cats wandered around the top, including a black one. Friendly, of course. I haven’t met a black cat that wasn’t.
Our next stop was a traditional Greek restaurant. If I ever doubted anything in My Big Fat Greek Wedding, it was laid to rest here. The food was plentiful and served family style. We passed around plates and had the best tzatziki sauce ever! The lamb was unlike any I’d had and it turned on a spit in the front of the restaurant. The owner was very nice and our wine jug never emptied—even when we said we’d had enough. He seemed to take humor in bringing more out. His son was equally nice, pointing his nephews and cousins who also worked there. Our hearts and bellies were full when we left.
Off to the Temple of Poseidon we went! Another jaunt up a steep incline and some clicky-click of the camera. Did I mention I left my battery charger at home? Yeah, the camera died on top. Luckily my phone has a decent camera though not the quality my Nikon brings. No worries. I have a backup plan with my mother or possibly my uncle’s extra batteries.
On the way back, we passed where the Syrian refugees are being housed. An old airport no longer in use. Our guide told us they have a few weeks to figure out where they’re going before they’re sent back. It’s a little on how the states work. They have to have relatives somewhere to be released. Greece is poor and nothing is cheap. Their economy is shit but despite the troubles, I’d highly recommend visiting. Seriously … between the people and the food plus the rich history? It’s a goldmine of wealth.
Orange trees lined the streets which reminded me of people talking about the states putting fruit trees alongside city streets. Here’s the problem with that. Our guide said that though the oranges would be good for marmalade, no one would pick them because of the pollution from the cars. Think about that. Lovely fruit trees laden with the emissions from our cars. Would you want any part of that?
*special note: I meant to post this yesterday but my computer wouldn’t cooperate and as late as it was? Geesh. Mama needed some sleep!