The day was sunny and I ventured out to find this carnival that my dancers could not easily define. Saw a building in the process of either falling apart or being demo-ed. It looked scary.
At the carnival I learned from another onlooker that they are celebrating THE carnival, you know, the one you hear about happening in Brazil and other South American countries. OK, that made sense — sort of: It was all very Greek, not South American, from what I could see. It did not begin on time (no surprise, that’s just how we roll here 🙂 ), and once it got going, it kind of treaded in place. I left after about 30 minutes, without having seen my classmates perform.
Here’s what I missed after having left — these are my classmates performing at the carnival.
I walked back a different way and saw another side of the Acropolis, one I had not seen this year. I walked through the ancient agora (market) that led to Monastiraki Square, which is near my hostel. It was heavily touristy (imagine that!) and wonderful: Busy, lots of smells, sights, sounds. It was on this day that I noticed that Athenian dogs are overwhelmingly light-haired. I never saw this many white dogs in my life! And since then, when I see dogs, I confirm this observation.
