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Athenian sun and strawberries

GREECE | Wednesday, 27 May 2015 | Views [182] | Scholarship Entry

My skin starts burning as I am walking through the sunny streets of Athens which include not only 2000 years of history but also caffes and restaurants calling me to taste the local delicatesen and enjoy my drink while starring at what once was thought to be the birthplace of democracy.

The light breeze blowing every now and then provides the necessary power to continue walking the steep narrows of the city center to approach Likavitos, a considered hot spot to view Athens in its whole charm. Arriving at the top I take a glance at the rounding mountains, the sea at the back and Acropolis filled with tourists and waiting for eternity to come.

Scrolling down from the top of Likavitos hill I make my way towards Exarcheia, the square once attracting anyone being skeptical towards politics and the ruling norms of life. Today the early days of anarchist attitude is slowly fading away, giving its position to a mainstream look. Nevertheless one can still smell the doubts and the questioning of modern society when crossing the streets.

Financial crisis and therefore poverty are at its highest peak in Greece. The reaction to this can be seen in art surrounding the grey walls of Exarcheia. Art which is crying out for justice, equality and a hidden democracy. It is true that the architecture is not one of the main attractions of the city, however graffiti gives another sense to it attracting one's attention.

After getting lost in the labyrinth alleys I can finally say that I am getting closer to Exarcheia. It is Saturday so I happen to see the street market. The whole road full of colors, smells and natural products. From the aroma of oranges I hop to the one of apples, carrots, lemons and so on. I stop at the strawberries and take a little less then 200 gr. Then I hit the road again, while the guy who just sold me the fruit like all the other sellers shoots towards people passing by that it is he who has the best and cheapest strawberries in town.

While listening to the shootings of the market I take a turn and start going down the road. The fresh and mellow taste of the strawberries provide me with pleasure, while the shadow of the trees protect my skin from the heating sun. Although Exarcheia is a very busy area the street I took is quite. I sit at a bench to eat the last strawberries. On the opposite site there are tree middle aged men discussing about the current political situation, while tourists pass by starring at their map. And the sun keeps shining.

Tags: 2015 Writing Scholarship

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