Athens

So today I had lunch sitting on a bench surrounded by pruned-back rose bushes in the grounds of the French School at Athens, sun shining on my back. A friendly white cat, a timid marmalade cat, and a grumpy-looking tortoise who rapidly stumped off into the bushes were also enjoying the sunlight, alongside several white butterflies and at least one Red Admiral.

I went through five books to look for relevant research material and take notes over the course of four hours, and then later went for a walk in Plaka, around to the Philopappos monument, showing the new guy visiting the Institute the best place to have a walk away from the traffic.

This chapter annoys me at present.