Wow, where do I even begin with this one...
Wednesday morning, the group met at 9:30 at the Athens Centre and from there we walked through downtown Athens into the ancient Greek
agora. An
agora is a marketplace or a meeting place where usually there would be a courthouse, sometimes a library, a public bath house, a market, etc. Both the Roman and Greek
agoras (occupied at different times throughout archaic, hellenistic, and classical Greece) lie near the base of the Acropolis.
The original ancient wall of Athens, built surreptitiously after the Persian Wars to fortify the city, still remains and parts of it lies near the ancient
agoras, including the original main gateway into Athens.
In the Greek
agora, remnants of the Greek water system (shown below) is clearly visible. It's amazing how civilized and technologically sophisticated these people were even thousands upon thousands of years ago.
Outside the courthouse at the Greek
agora there is a water clock which was used to time the hearings and orations for trials. Apparently, each orator was allowed to speak for three hours, so you can only imagine how long some of these trials could go on for (they really could last several days, even for a petty crime trial).
Afterwards, we went to the Temple of Hephaistos which is the most well-preserved ancient Greek building in all of Greece. Hephaistos is the Greek god of the forge who is attributed for hitting Zeus, his father, on the head with his hammer when Zeus complains of an awful headache. According to myth, upon striking his father's head, Athena, patron goddess of Athens, comes out.
The Temple of Hephaistos is pretty much wholly intact and absolutely beautiful. Grasses have grown through the marble floor inside the temple and it sits up on this hill above the Greek
agora. I think it's one of my favorite sites we've been to thus far. It's so peaceful.
We had the rest of the afternoon to ourselves. Sami, Ally, Julie and I got lunch at a nearby cafe in
Plaka. At the end of our meal, the waiter gave us free shots of ouzo. Greeks are known for, at times, being very generous and they like to give "gifts."
This is when the day got weird... As Sami and I were walking back to our apartment after lunch, some Greek guy walked by and said "Ohh boy..." as if those were the only English words he could think of in order to express the apparent moment he was having... Don't know what that was about, but it was creepy. Things only progressed from there.
Afterwards, I went for my usual run around the stadium and Sami, my roommate, decided to come with me but just walk. I run everyday here at the stadium and I usually go around the same time (late afternoon) and see the same people. There are a few running groups that always run together. One group, there's maybe five of them total, all older men (50-65) and one woman (mid 40s maybe), one of the older men is quite a character. He, like the rest of the male Greek runners at the stadium, wears full body spandex. He also wears neon green sneakers and has long grey hair, with a huge bald spot on the top of his head which he attempts to conceal by pulling a few strands over the top into his ponytail. He's kinda creepy... or maybe just Greek. Anyways, the point of this story- he likes my roommate. A lot. Every time he ran by her, he would say "HELLO!" Not to her face, however, but to her BREASTS. Literally. When her and I were walking together at the end of my cool-down, and the creepy runner guy and his running group passed by, he gave us the thumbs up as if to say, "Hey! You look good from behind!" So creepy! But this is merely the beginning of an uber creepy evening... it gets worse.
On our way home from the stadium, Sami and I passed these two Greek men. One gave me this look as if I was something delicious to eat. After looking me up and down, he kind of pursed his lips, then LICKED them, and nodded in approval as I walked by. All I could do was laugh. It's like, you put on a pair of running shorts here and the world goes insane!
Sami and I showered, got dressed, and headed off to our Greek History class which was being held at a later time (6-8 p.m.) due to the day's schedule. After class, we decided to just walk into
Plaka and have dinner at a taverna. As we were crossing the street towards
Syntogma Square (where the Parliament building is), we heard these four boys speaking in English but with weird accents behind us. One of them said, "follow the skirt!" I was wearing a skirt.
We headed over to an ATM to get cash, and one of the guys behind me kind of cut me off from one of the machines. It made me a little pissed, so I was kind of glaring at the back of his head while his friends waited for him to finish. When he was done, he walked over to them and I started using the ATM. I heard one of the guys say to him, "SHE WAS LOOKING AT YOU, MAN! SHE WAS CHECKING YOU OUT!" CLEARLY talking about me. I whipped around and said, all sassy, "I can hear you!" They started laughing and came over to talk to us and asked where we were from, what we were doing tonight and if we wanted to go get beers with them. I asked them if they were paying.
We were a little skeptical at first but then we found out that none of them knew each other either... they had just met at a hostel in
Plaka that very day and decided to go out and explore the city together. One was from Argentina, another from Mexico, one from Italy, and another from Denmark. What a mix of nationalities and they were all pretty cute! We told them that we already had plans for dinner but if they Facebooked me, maybe we would could meet up later on or this weekend when we go to
Gazi. (They have yet to contact me... typical boys...)
As if that wasn't a little out of the ordinary in itself, as we were headed to the restaurant, guys were literally jeering and whistling at us left and right the entire way. The odd thing was that we had been down in
Plaka multiple times before and never had this happen quite so overwhelmingly frequently.
At the restaurant, Dmitiri (our waiter) was very nice to us. We ordered our dinners (grilled salmon for me and shrimp curry for Sami) and Dmitri gave us free appetizers of homemade vegetable soup and fresh bread! Our dinner was delicious, the fish tasted so fresh and was perfectly cooked. While we were eating, a little girl (maybe 5 years old) came into the restaurant and tried to sell us flowers... she was clearly a "gypsy" and we have been told just to ignore them. It was really sad. Nevertheless, after we finished our salmon and shrimp, Dmitri then presented us with
another gift- dessert! Two huge pieces of chocolate pound cake with chocolate ganache frosting. I kind of just ate the frosting while Sami ate the actual cake. Meanwhile, these two old men were oogling at us in the window outside the restaurant. One of them was pretending to look for something in his backpack when really he was just trying to stare at us. What?? So odd!!
We paid for our meal, left a very nice tip, then Dmitri asked us what we were doing that night (second time tonight). We told him we were possibly meeting up with some people we had just met. He seemed a little heartbroken and disappointed as we said goodbye and he told us to enjoy our evening with the "foreign boys."
Then things got REALLY weird. As were were walking back towards the square, some guy made a kissing sound at me... then four teenage boys yelled, "hey, pretty lady!"and did a shimmy type dance. Creepy. Then, some weird old asian man said "HI!" to me and I said "HI!" back. Neither Sami nor I could keep a straight face. We were laughing so hard that people probably suspected that we were drunk.
On
Ermou Street, a guy was playing the guitar and as we walked by he asked in a perfect American accent where we were from (clearly we scream American). While we were talking, a guy walked by me and BLEW IN MY EAR as he passed by! It was so weird and creepy and afterwards he turned around and smiled at us! WHAT?!? Whatever happened to "Hi, I'm [insert Greek name here]. What's your name?" The guitar dude saw the horrified/confused look on my face and just laughed and told us that it was normal. He said, "You know how dogs smell each other? It's kinda like that." Not totally comforting.
As we left and headed further up the street, these two bald guys stopped Sami and started talking to her in Greek. Naturally, she told them in English that she didn't speak Greek. Then, they switched to English and asked her what language she speaks... "English..." she replied. "Where are you from?" He asked her. "England..." she replied (I don't know why). It was pretty obvious that she didn't have a Brittish accent yet he seemed to believe her. Then there was this awkward silence because we clearly had no interest in continuing the conversation and the guy just looks at both of us and goes "...OK well... enjoy your evening ladies..." Creeper.
Literally as we were turning around, ANOTHER man stepped in front of us as if he appeared out of nowhere and said, "hello!" We just kept walking and got away as soon as possible. He was old and creepy. We linked arms after that as we walked back into
Syntogma, freaking out about all the weirdos that seemed to be on the loose that night. As we were waiting to cross the street towards
Pangrati, some guy just started at us out of his car window as he drove by with his mouth kind of hanging open. Seriously?!
Nothing strange happened once we crossed into
Pangrati, whew! We were reflecting on it when we got back to our apartment and were trying to figure out what the hell happened to make all the men in Athens lose their minds! It was as if they had never seen a female human being before. Sami pointed out the fact that it was the latest we had been out in central Athens just walking around (it was 10 p.m. when we got back) and, more importantly, it was a full moon. Wolves on the prowl. Insane!
Still no word from the hostel boys.
What a crazy night.