I fell asleep on the bus and woke up to the sight of olive trees, cypresses and the old railway viaduct: I have arrived!
Each time I come to Greece I look around for signs of austerity and don’t see any. (Big caveat: I haven’t been to Athens for years, and it’s probably more obvious there.) Somehow life goes on in the cafés and the squares. Some possible signs – half-finished buildings, the poor condition of the public realm, the ubiquitous graffiti – have been around for decades, so it’s hard to tell.
But – to quote Pring’s Greek Reader about the country – οι φυσικές της ομορφιές είναι πολλές και ποικιλίες, and I’m going to enjoy one of them very shortly, for I am going to swim in the sea!