Athens
Athens proved to be quite a collection of juxtapositions. On the one hand, their cultural heritage and claim on the foundations of civilization are difficult to argue. On the other, I have discovered that it is the party capital of the western mediterranean. There are more music festivals, tourist traps, and general entertainment ads than any other city I’ve ever been to, except perhaps Vegas. Two things definitely lived up to the hype; the good (yet cheap) food, and the welcoming culture.I attended a church service while there (squirreled away at the top of a rickety old apartment building; I almost didn’t enter because it looked so sketchy) and the people were very warm and welcoming. The pastor was an interim preacher because the previous pastor had just left, and although he was obviously new at preaching you could feel his sincerity and energy. He led worship, preached the sermon, and helped serve snacks afterward; what a rockstar.
- Getting into the Grecian spirit
- My hostel. The first place I’ve ever experienced a double-booking of a bed almost turn into a fistfight at 3am. 4/10 probably would not stay again
- Kantaifi looks and sounds an awful lot like Kannafeh….
- Delicious belgian waffle-based dessert
- “They all look like little ants!”
- A sky so blue it turns to black/We fall on our knees in awestruck wonder/Filled with a certainty of what we lack/My self-centeredness, the lie, is torn asunder
- This particular building hasn’t finished loading within the Animus yet
- Doric columns at the Acropolis when I was expecting Corinthian. How Ionic….
- Now I finally understand the music albums that say “Live, at the Acropolis!”
- Kicking back and writing some code in the lovely “Poems ‘n Crimes” café
- This mural signifies Jesus praying for the city of Athens. Whereas our hands are always folded and lifted up towards him, this mural shows him reaching down to us, interceding on our behalf