After a grueling bus and train ride from Budapest, crossing many borders and varying geography, I have arrived in Athens.
I found a lovely room in a small hotel overlooking a square in the Plaka

Yet, for all its life, Athens is so incredibly OLD! Once again, I have to choose the best and most meaningful for lack of more time. What choices!!
The Acropolis

The Odeon of Heroditus Atticus

The National Archeological Museum was, as one might expect, spectacular. The depth and quality of articles on display was staggering. Unfortunately, the experience was marred somewhat by the power-drunk guards on duty who persisted in bellowing and whistling at anyone who remotely challenged their authority or who came anywhere near to the exhibits. It actually became quite comical in the end, but it really pulled focus from the high quality of the museum itself.
I have been thoroughly enjoying the food and wine of Greece, although the retsina is an acquired taste (I'm acquiring it quite nicely, thank you very much!!). The food is so good -- fresh fish and vegetables, moussaka, and lamb. The Greeks are very curious about me travelling alone but I don't find their curiosity intimidating -- it feels like genuine concern for my well-being. I certainly don't feel threatened but really appeciate what feels like very geniune concern.