Nina von Kalckreuth
We thought we had chosen this trip at the right time this time, precisely when it was snowing in Germany at the end of February. I had already finished with snow at Christmas, which is why I was quite happy about it. Portugal and Greece were chosen as holiday destinations for the semester break - we chose Greece, with the honest reason that we wanted the delicious Greek food. Our goal: to return to Germany as cloves of garlic on two legs after two weeks.
Since we had to discard our original plan of taking the bus and ferry back and forth to Patras, we flew to Rome on a plane and then waited four hours for the next flight that would take us to Athens.
In the Ryan-Air plane, which looks like it was assembled from Playmobil plastic, some of the few passengers with masks were already sitting on their seats. I got a little rappel, since since the corona plague broke out I tried very hard not to let the panic infect me, which of course would not help. But when we arrived in Rome, we were among the contaminated aliens who were "tired of life" enough not to wear gloves and masks ... so I got a little restless.
In the apocalyptic film, however, I finally felt when we had to carry our luggage through the airport exit controls, where the paramedics with their white Chernobyl suits and masks wanted to use an apparatus to measure our temperature. I figured out what would happen if they actually saw a temperature that was a bit too high and suddenly XNUMX paramedics were to switch and tie me up while the sirens went off at the airport and a mass panic broke out. However, I was spared and was allowed to pass the scrutiny. Nevertheless, the people sat away from us as soon as one of us had to sneeze because of the allergies. Welcome to Italy!
After we happily banged around in the Corona Virus for four hours, we landed in Athens late in the evening. With our backpacks, we settled in our cheap Airbnb apartment - the prices were more than pleasant at the time. After a few conversations with locals, however, we realized that Airbnbs are not always the best option, as the homes are often set up and kept only for tourists, while locals find it difficult to find an apartment - a food for thought that we will have on our next trip would notice.
The next day we marched criss-cross Athens and let the city shower us. Many people rode their motorcycles wildly - as an older pedestrian you were lost here, especially when a large traffic light suddenly turned red again after a three-second countdown. The streets smelled of fresh citrus alongside the traffic, as avenues of tangerine and lemon trees were everywhere ... but they were not yet edible.
Since we preferred to cook ourselves on our trips, we wanted to eat the fruits and vegetables from the country again this time. So we went to the "Central Municipal Athens MarketAnd escalated a little. After what felt like thirty bags full of vegetables, fruit, vine leaves, olives and pickled peppers for under € 10, we went back to the apartment through the beautiful one National garden Athens, where we got lost before.
The detour to Acropolis Museum in the evening was also very enjoyable for the wallet, since we were free to enter as students and to take part in a tour. After learning about the impressive statues and history, we went back to the apartment as we had to get up early the next day to catch our ferry to Santorini ...
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