Cats and Dogs in Athens and Beyond
On arrival at our hotel in Athens, I was surprised to see a large white dog with liver coloured splotches stretched out on the steps of the elegant Grande Bretagne. Now, I like dogs. As a kid we had a Read More …
On arrival at our hotel in Athens, I was surprised to see a large white dog with liver coloured splotches stretched out on the steps of the elegant Grande Bretagne. Now, I like dogs. As a kid we had a Read More …
As I mentioned, we were at our Athenian restaurant for at least a couple of hours, if not more. Like us, our fellow diners were enjoying wine with their meals and they were all on a friendly basis. Under the Read More …
Because it is so dry, there are a lot of open air restaurants in Athens. This one had a patio awning covering most of the area, because the weather had been wetter than usual. On this evening, though, it was Read More …
The Plaka is a historic neighbourhood that sits at the bottom of the Acropolis. The streets are narrow and buildings low, mostly constructed in the nineteenth century. It’s a combination of residential and commercial occupation. As we wandered through the Read More …
It was now almost 9:00 o’clock, but our Cunard liaison had told us on the way in to town that Athenians usually ate later in the evening, after dark, because of the heat during the day. (Not a problem Read More …
We reached downtown Athens in the dark, somewhere around eight o’clock on Wednesday night. We were staying at a hotel called the Grande Bretagne, a lovely, but expensive, hostelry. It is located on the edge of the Plaka, or old Read More …
The new Athens airport is located waaaaaay outside of town. It was built for the 2004 Olympics, so it’s modern and clean. Our plane landed and dumped us out – into a skybridge attached to the terminal, a comforting reminder Read More …
We reached Frankfurt airport about nine in the morning. It’s a huge airport with a North American size footprint. In other words, it sprawls. We’d been flying over a large river, either the Main or the Rhine, I’m not sure Read More …
By the time my natural rhythms were saying it was time for bed we were back in the light and flying over Europe. Now the window seat was coming in handy. The day dawned gray, but at least it wasn’t Read More …
To get to Europe from North America you have to fly. Well, you can take a boat, but that’s not time effective. Besides, since our purpose in going to Europe was to get on a boat, taking one to get Read More …