Morning in Greece . . .

      

When living the " Greek life"  it seems to be a tradition that once you wake up, to head to the kitchen and make your self a frappe. Once that is done, open up the shutters and make your way to the balcony, grab a seat in the sun and light up a smoke.  This is what I call my morning ritual...  It is truly something, sitting on the balcony and to listen to the noises of Athens... The papakia driving by, the Paliatzis making his announcements, people honking, and pedestrians just talking away gossiping about everything. It is these particular moments that one will always remember, and when back home and missing Greece, all you have to do is close your eyes and paint your self this image and you will feel as if you where there....