City Hotel Thessaloniki
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... receive the Eucharist in the sanctuary, an honor afforded me by one of the priests I befriended. And, I accepted. Slowly and methodically I weaved my way through the throng of worshipers, occasionally nudged from behind with an occasional elbow to the ribs and entered the sanctuary by the door to the right and behold -- I was in! I made it! And, I came face to face with television flood lights. That’s right -- the local TV station had ...
... not unlike me to move if requested to without waking. Luckily I
finally found myself in my original seat when I was awoken by the feeling of
cardboard in my mouth. It was not cardboard but a Pringle placed on my tongue
which as usual was slightly puffed out of my partly open mouth. It would seem
that my party of travelers was more amused with my unique style of sleep than
most. If you know me, or follow my mother’s Instagram account you will find
But in Thessaloniki today there is still an active group—the people at my table were all younger than I, with children—and they preserve their traditions carefully. New melodies may be introduced, but the traditional Sep*********es are the most valued. The food is apportioned in an almost ritualized way, and they were all eager to share the Hamin, the special Sabbath stew with me the next day. The Jews I met there were very bright, ...
... and paintings in churches. The churches finally won and icons started proliferating and beautiful frescoes. Many of the frescoes were donated to the museum by private collectors.
After the Byzantine museum we went to the oldest part of the city to see Ossios David and very old church of which only half is standing. One arm of the traditional cross was destroyed. The altar of the church contains a beautiful mosaic of the young (beardless) ...
EM_TY dedicate this episode of our adventures to our friends: Max & Daisy-Su.
Our time in Paralia was split between doing our chores ready for bike-handover, and gathering mental evidence for our suspicions of a wife smuggling operation. We will never really know if our suspicions are true, but over our three nights there, we witnessed some pretty weird things going on. Although nobody else occupied any rooms in the hotel besides us, there ...