Day 2: Flying to Athens

Today was mostly spent in transit. Walk to breakfast, Tube to Heathrow, plane to Athens, taxi to apartment, walk to dinner and groceries.

I can here expecting an experience reminiscent of Latin America. What I’ve gotten so far is something much more European & modern feeling. I guess that shouldn’t be surprising, but the past decade of news from Greece (all debt, protests, and Grexit) left me expecting something far more dystopian. Aside from the graffiti covering everything on the first story, the tiny bit of Athens that I’ve seen has been quite cosmopolitan. We’ve only interacted with four people so far, but they’ve all been very pleasant, friendly and helpful.

The apartment is wonderful. It caters to new tourists, which I most certainly am. Everything is in English (except for the Baby’ First Greek Phrasebook section) and does just the right amount of hand-holding.

The nine hours of time difference hasn’t been much of an issue — but that means it’s time for bed. Tomorrow is Tourist Mode at full throttle.