The illuminated Acropolis |
On
Wednesday I met up with V and K and some of their friends to go to a basket
ball game organized by some of the Red Cross volunteers. We stayed there for a
couple of hours and then we went to Keramikos for some Greek fast food. We
ordered pita gyros with French fries on the side. A pita gyros is usually a
pita bread filled with your choice of meet, lettuce, tomatoes, red onion, fries
and tzatziki – I really recommend it.
Pita gyros at Kándaulos |
On Friday I went to a Latin club together with V. It was a really small but crowded place. I think the name of the club is Palenque. I have always loved dancing, but I had never danced salsa with a partner before, so it was quite awkward. At first, I wasn’t even planning on dancing because I felt uncomfortable but suddenly someone just grabbed my arm and took me to the dance floor even though I tried to tell that I really don’t know how to dance with a partner. I think I stepped on some toes that night, but they didn’t seem to mind. The best part was the atmosphere in the club; everyone danced with each other regardless of the age or whether they knew each other from before or not. Maybe I’ll take some salsa lessons when I come back to Finland…
Palm trees in the National Garden |
On Saturday
I finally met E, who arrived to Athens on Friday, also for an Erasmus
placement. I tried to be her guide for the day and we walked around in the
center of the city. We went to a few shops and then we stopped for some Greek
souvlaki. It was a beautiful, sunny day, so we climbed up to the Acropolis and
watched the sunset together with probably a hundred other tourists. We
continued the evening in a bar called City Zen which had a nice rooftop with a
view to the illuminated Acropolis.
After a
while we got invited by V and K to come to a restaurant with live Greek music
in Exarcheia. We had heard some bad stuff about that area, but they convinced
us that it would be totally safe at that time of the evening (22.00). We took
the metro from Monastiraki to Omonia and walked about 10 minutes to the
restaurant. On our way, we saw some men with those kinds of black cover-up
masks that you see in movies and they were actually beating somebody up at the
Omonia square. We got a little bit alarmed and continued walking faster towards
the restaurant. We got there safely and had a nice evening, but I have to say
that it was one of the most horrible looking restaurants I have ever seen. All though,
it seemed like the locals really loved the place because after some time it was
totally crowded with Greek people singing and dancing.
At around 1
am we started to get tired, so we decided to leave the restaurant and head
home. The second we went outside our eyes started to burn but we figured it was
because we had been in a room with a lot of cigarette smoke. When the burning
sensation spread its way to our noses and got stronger, I suddenly realized
that it was tear gas. We kind of freaked out a little bit because we didn’t
know what to do and we saw people walking really fast with their mouth and nose
covered with clothing. Well, we went back inside the restaurant and told the
others what had happened, and they just laughed and told us not to worry. After
30 minutes we tried going outside again and the worst was over, but we could
still feel it in our throats while walking to the taxi line.
Sunset from the rocks beside the Acropolis |
On Sunday I woke up to a knock on my door. I opened the door and my roommates looked at me all shocked and asked me if I was okay. I was really confused and told them “yeah, why?”. Because I had come home so late the two past days we hadn’t seen each other at all, so apparently, they were worried about me which was warming to know. After convincing them I was fine, they asked me why my eyes were so red… I guess it was a side effect from the tear gas.
I believe
that was the weirdest birthday wake-up I have ever had. Usually it has been my
family or boyfriend with chocolate cake and presents but this time it was my
worried roommates interrogating me. I continued my morning reading all my messages
and it was the first time I got really homesick. To be honest I might have
cried a little, but it was mostly happy tears from all the wonderful birthday
greetings I got. When I had pulled my self together I went out with E for some Chinese
food and for dessert we ate Lukumades which remind me a little of Spanish churros.
Lukumades with honey and cinnamon (traditional) and some with white chocolate |
Despite the
scary situations, I had the best week in Athens so far.
Sorry for the long post!