16 Jan

First full day in Athens and we decided early on that we were going to take it easy — we’re both tired, and I must have caught some crud from the plane because I’m congested and fuzzy-headed. So we slept in and gave up on our previous plan to get up and wander down to Dope Roasting Co for coffee and breakfast.

Instead we hung out at the apartment until around noon and then wandered down to Mailo’s Pasta Project, a favorite spot from last year, a sort of quick-eats noodle shop that makes fresh pasta and has tasty sauces. I got carbonara and H got “creamy aglio-olio” (which doesn’t sound like it should be a thing? but she said was tasty).

We decided coffee could be for dessert instead of breakfast so we wandered back around to Dope and … they’re still not open? They appear to … not BE opening any time soon? It’s weird because there’s no indication that they’ve gone permanently out of business, there’s still coffee beans in the grinders that we can see, but it felt like this was more than just “we’re on vacation” maybe. I guess we’ll keep an eye on it and see.

We grabbed some orange juice from the grocery store but didn’t really find the kind of “grocery” groceries that we wanted (meaning, we likely weren’t cooking dinner) so instead we’ll just grab takeaway or something and resolve to find a real grocery store over the next couple of days. It’s not quite the Albanian “cheaper to eat out than to cook” way of life but when you can get gyros for under five euro, you can splurge a few days.

(It ended up being a Mailo’s repeat for dinner.)

15 Jan

Up early today to get out to CDG and catch our flight to Athens.

This means (sadly) no “one last Stohrer” — they don’t open until after we need to leave.

No fiasco this time as we got an Uber out to the airport and the ride was fairly uneventful. We had a short wait to check our bags for the flight, but nothing out of the ordinary there — we did a much better job this year about being prepared for the weight requirements for carry-ons on these cheapy inter-Europe airlines, so there was no mad scramble at the counter to get some weight into another bag. We did end up checking one of the carry-ons at the insistence of the gate agent, but it only had cords and drives in it, so it was no big deal.

The French security checkpoint exhibited the usual French urgency to do any task whatsoever, but we had given ourselves plenty of time, and grabbed macarons from Ladurée and breakfast from Paul on the other side of security.

The flight itself was fairly smooth, thankfully, and we even got a meal, which was surprising. Even more surprising was that one of the options was pastitsio! Not bad. (Mine is better.)

Being back in Athens and heading to the train into the city was nicely familiar. When we rode it last year, it was in between rental car renewals, so there wasn’t the stigma of having just had a bad flight attached to it, I guess.

We checked in to the apartment (verdict: bigger than expected, should be nicely comfortable) and then wandered up to the little “food court” street we discovered last year and got Asian food for dinner and loukoumades for dessert. We grabbed some grocery essentials (read: soda and KFC chips) and turned in for the night in time to watch Arsenal beat Tottenham.

Nice day. Nice start to the next two months.