Lykabettos Hill

Six people found living in athens

Four rooms, couch and kitchen too

Three balconies to breathe a breeze

A simple enough equation. Its constituent parts are few and recordable now. But this is no static math problem and its outcome is entirely unknown bar one easy rule: with each passing day experience and learning increase exponentially.

Classroom views of the Parthenon and neighbors to the olympic Stadium of 1896, the first in the modern era. Exploring the area yielded a discovery I hope to make use of time and time again. A minimal feel supplies entrance to a tram system that, in thirty short minutes, depoisited Sam and I on the first beach shores of our trip. I envision after class excursions to enjoy, reading and studying, lounging tanning and swimming on a different Athenian beaches, observing the locals and tourists alike as no doubt they observe the freckled bodies and habits of myself.

With move in out of the way and introductions passed, the task of establishing some semblance of a routine has become an important task. This in mind, roommates gathered, shoes strapped firmly on our feet, we set out on a mid-evening jog. On the top of Lykabettos Hill, the highest hill in Athens, sits the small Orthodox Church of St. George; it was this church that was our destination. A mighty trek up winding staircases and steep hillside, first through homes and shops and reaching higher running past the local flora dotting the hillside and finally struggling past the cafes clinging to the rock approaching Lykabettos' summit. Sweating and panting from the effort of 266 vertical meters my friends and I glady sat for a break and turned my head to drink deep a sight I don't yet have words for...