Of course there's lots of ancient rubble and history oozing out of every corner and it's nice to finally set foot on the Akropolis and behold the Parthenon, but kinda to my own surprise I found it much more interesting to see how people are coping. Youth unemployment is at some 51% and rising and it shows. Lots of poor folks wandering about, taking all kinds of measures to score at least a meal. We've seen kids being loaded up onto a pickup and driven trough the city to play accordeon and what not. Old folks offering every last piece of crappy toy or old book they had on the pavement, selling napkins or pencils. Yesterday we've been waiting for the bus next to a park where everyone (it was a lot of people, mostly under 30) was busy either getting the supply, preparing their poison, shooting up, being straight up on cloud ten and half or already strung out wasted. Shit, man, the future sometimes really feels bleak around here. But luckily on the other hand there's a lot of vitality and uplifting spirit in most of the Greek people. They love to be outside, drinking their coffees, eating souflakis, chatting loudly and enjoy the summer. A bit weird that everyone looks like he's on vacation, though ;D So apart from the regular When-In-Athens-You-Can't-Miss-X-Itinerary we've been to the museums of Ceramics and Kykladic Art - both very interesting - topped all the mountains of the city proper, met myriads of dusty stray cats and went to Schinias Beach near Marathon.
That is, we tried to, really. We've been waiting at our station for the Attika regional bus to pick us up, but this being Greece, of course the destinatinis not written properly on the bus, the driver's door doesn't open and if you knock to ask if it's the one … nah dude, they won't open that door and give you any information. We tried three buses, same shit. Let me tell you that was really something pissing us off every now and then here. Not even on the operator's website is it possible to find any numbers or stations. Athina 7:30, that's as much as you'll get. In the end we asked someone working at the subway and headed to where the busses started just to make sure we'll be able to ask. That cost us two freaking hours and more asking, asking, asking the same person again thrice, because nobody's actually listening to your whole question. Some people here really need to get their shit together, even more so when tourism is really the single readily available opportunity to get out of the debt spiral. But hey, i'm only visiting, who am I to give advice here …
Finally on the bus we couldn't tell neither why it takes two people to operate a bus (one drove, the other sold tickets and shouted out the next station) nor why it takes anyone two hours to cover those 40km in a motorized vehicle. Anyhow, despite some drawbacks we had an awesome day at the beach, super warm water, an island in the far background, mountains all around and a pine forest growing right up to the beach. It's actually supposed to be part of a National Park with wetlands, where rare birds and other species dwell, but sadly it was just as piled up with cars, cig butts and trash as the gutters in central Athens.
Sometimes I just don't get it :(
see me run then you're gone
Thank you, Chris Cornell, for that special moment and all the ones before.
And my youth I pray to keep.