i married a greek

For the next week and a half I would travel around Athens, Plaka and the neighboring towns by foot and meet as many locals as possible.  This is how I learned where to eat, shop, who I should and should not purchase from.  I hiked up the Acropolis or Citadel of Athens to the Parthenon and the Temple of Athena Nike.  This was the most beautiful sight I have ever laid eyes on and the air was warm and calm.  The sun was in full beam and the people came from around the entire world as I to view this magical historical landing.  The ruins were ancient yet the construction to refurbish was new.  This place where stone meets earth and air was the grounds of the mythical gods.  Gods that have so many tales told throughout history.  "Am I really standing where Zeus and Athina once did?"  "Is this where the decisions that molded this country where discussed?"  This is a place of beauty, worship and power.  I could feel how serene yet powerful this place actually is.  While snapping photo's, logging in my travel journal and sipping water, I spotted a female security guard yelling at a little boy for crossing behind the rope and entering the "forbidden" area to close to the ruin of the Parthenon.  She took her job seriously and was directing all picture takers to keep a distance.  After several hours I decided to climb down and go into Plaka for dinner.   Some of my pictures from the early first few days.  I will return again soon as you know we haven't met yet but ....i married a greek.