We went downtown and then to The Mall to buy some sweaters. It's become quite cold in the past two days, and there's a dampness that makes my bones grumble. We bought roasted chestnuts from a street vendor (I think they're sitting in my backpack, now that I think of it), and we decided that the Xmas song totally overrates them. The chestnuts, not the street vendor.
Here's a map of the Athens metro and suburban railway system. We live 10 minutes north of the Halandri station (in the east), and the school is 1 minute from the Ag. Paraskevi station which is still being constructed. The metros are packed, and the nauseating mixture of perfumes and sweat isn't always the most pleasant. Yet there's something intoxicatingly primal about being around that many people and smelling the reality of human existence under all the perfume. And the roasted chestnuts were smelly, too.
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