yesterday, spent most of the day burning my snow white, livin-in-bloody-england-for-the-last-two-years body in the greek sun at an athens area beach called varkiza. had a great dinner by beautiful cousin maria and then spent a few hours in plaka, shopping and just hanging out. plaka is the ancient shopping district below the acropolis. you can find nice, hand-made things but also the tackiest, trashiest items that could compete with any of america’s boardwalks. Things like porno coasters and t-shirts that say stuff like “1% love, 1% relax, 98% sex…100% greece”. who actually buys that shit?