Pt2 - 8: ATHENS I had my bearings immediately. Within half an hour of arriving in Syntagma Square in the centre of Athens we’d installed ourselves in room 811 of the Hotel Astor on Karageorgi. The balcony boasted a view of the Acropolis and we had CNN for the first time since Tiberias. With less than a week to go to the election the IRA is stepping up its terror campaign at railway stations and airports in Britain; we can only cross all our digits and hope Bill doesn’t get caught up in any carnage and/or his flight isn’t cancelled at the last minute. In the meantime, we have a day to settle in. I led Tess back through Syntagma and up to the Plaka. Normally a hub of lively activity the Plaka was quiet today for Orthodox Easter Sunday. That’s ok, it’s just nice to be wandering around in t-shirts, and it gave Tess a chance to scope the place out without being harangued by restaurant touts. * We’re still tiring easily on the tail end of the Istanbul bug and have two d...
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