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... of fresh fruit for very reasonable prices.
That evening the girls went out and Christine got a haircut – they then tell me that they found a nice juice bar to catch up. Meanwhile I enjoyed a couple of local beers and played with my new toys.
Next we’re backtracking to the north to see some monasteries - stay tuned, we’ve heard they are pretty amazing.
Denny, Christine, and ...
... Then down to the car.
After that, we went to the Olympic stadium, up to the top of another mountain for views of the city, back to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier to see the changing of the guard. See Mom standing next to the guard. After that, we went to lunch. I had 2 gyros, one pork and one chicken with a coke, Mom had salad with ice tea. All for €12 of about $16. The gyros were great and I could only eat one of them. Just too big. Then a walk through the ...
... lot like the trams in Sydney. There are a lot of Greek people on board, seeing as we are heading to Athens and some of them are cranky old Greek women. One man near me started clearing up after lunch, taking trays back to the galley and when he couldn't get through he just went the other way and left 2 trays on the floor in the exit row. There are 1400 channels of entertainment in these planes, hundreds of movies and music as well ...
... got me back on track from the travelling. We headed out for the evening, which basically meant walking around the streets exploring. I decided to start documenting every beer I drink in Europe with a photo and a brief description which is pretty fun so far. I met a couple of American guys in their 60s at a news stand at about 1130 pm and sat on a bench and drank beer and exchanged stories for about an hour. Cory headed back to a coffee shop ...
... in one of those suburbs.
When we got off the train it was early afternoon, the sun was bright, the air was warm, and in the distance the Parthenon rose high above the street. The streets outside the small station could not have been more alive if it were summertime. The vendors were yelling things in Greek to one another and potential customers, their nick knacks, art, and food catching the attention of passers-by. Musicians with pan flutes were playing over ...