Thursday, 30 September 2010

Sunday Afternoon.

Nafplio is the closest city to the village I grew up in and the closest thing I have to a home town. To a reference point of urban living that is. It used to be the capital of the country and is still one of the most visited places. Built under the watchful eye of the old Venetian castle, with a beautiful old town and a famous island-castle (housing the executioners for a while) is an eye candy.

Spending a wonderfully warm and warm-hearted Sunday afternoon with a good friend, on a long walk behind the rock, surrounded by cacti and the sea, pine trees and the diminishing light is the best way to enjoy it. Even though you don't have any contact with the city itself, you're as close to the spirit of the place as possible. Try it one day.