We stayed put during the General Strike, but of course Marc had to go out to "run some errands". I knew he wanted to take a peek, and yup, he does. Large crowds, riot police, he stood on the edges and took no photos. Came upon our Belgium university friends from the refugee Port day.
The day after is our last day. We head out on a good-bye walkabout, weather is drizzly, we shop for gifts and leather, visit the famous sandal shop to the stars, and decide on an impromptu visit to Athens' National Archeological Museum to get out of the cold and the rain, and to avoid heading back to the apartment to start packing.
The largest museum in Greece with over 11,000 artifacts, it traces Greece's treasures from pre-historic times to the present. The gold collection is unbelievable, paper-thin, exquisite beauty in human adornment and funerary finds.
This towering bronze statue of Zeus or Poseidon, found at the bottom of the sea, estimated from the 400s BC.
Standing at over 2 meters, this bronze statue of young boy jockey and horse was breathtaking. It was also found at the bottom of the sea, and dates from 140 BC.
Some more of the statues, hundreds of them, and you can tell the evolution of carving techniques.
Good-bye Athens, good-bye Greece, you've been so good to us. We're up early the next morning for our flight to Egypt.
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