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Back to Greece June 23, 2006

Posted by CamdenKiwi in : Politics , trackback

By the time you read this, through the miracle of wordpress scheduled postings, I expect to be sitting in a taverna by the sea, with a carafe of wine at my side. My favourite client is sending me off to Athens to talk to a supplier, so I’m staying for the weekend to explore the Argolid.

Mycenae, with the tombs of Agamemnon and Klytemnestra, the great theatre at Epidaurus, passing through Corinth and staying at Nafplion.

I remember the first time I went to Greece. It was another work trip, and I’d visited four islands in as many days, in a cold, blustery March. I arrived, exhausted and hungry, to discover that I’d been booked into a grotty hotel in the red light district, where the restaurant closed at the ridiculous (and very un-Greek) hour of 9pm. I got a couple of chocolate bars from a vending machine and went up to the room. The wiring looked dodgy, and the bathroom had definitely seen better days.

I opened the curtains, looked out to the building next door and then up. And there, lit in splendour, was the Acropolis. Pure magic.

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