You'd think people who travel would wax and wane about the historic monuments, the food, the shopping and the hotels they stayed in. Coming from the Third World, I am always speechless with awe when I take public transport on roads without potholes, see cobblestoned streets that are clean, with dustbins everywhere, and can sit on a pavement cafe and drink my coffee exactly the way I like it. I enjoy everything from the politeness of boutique staff who do not pounce on me the minute I enter and then hover, to enjoying a McDonald's that actually has beef burgers. And yes, I'm not ashamed to say I think Big Macs hit the spot where love resides. I have fun at the supermarkets where you get produce that look like they didn't die yesterday and are part of the Walking Dead cast today, including all the candy that's so good it's bad for you. I am grateful to even temporarily be part of a crowd that the government works to make comfortable, for the most part, hell any part at all.
So here are some things that made me smile recently, and it wasn't my usual rictus.
As you can see, I don't ask for much.
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| A weakness |
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| Fira, Santorini |
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| Warming radiators, ultimate luxury |
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| Greek honey that tasted like toffee, to swirl with yoghurt |
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| Fira square |
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| A rainy day, Athens-style |
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| Cute packaging |
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| Seriously? An Angry Birds table at a burger place in Athens |
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| Streets, Athens |
