At Booze Cooperativa, one of the first all-day and night art-cafes with large common tables and maze-like rooms in Athens. In plain words, one at the hipster forefront.
Its decadence is rather less artificial these days.
Still, a place that could make you imagine being at the crossroad of continents at the turn of last century, coming together with random adventurers over a clear cocktail and a chessboard.
Left to right: subway platform, ancient canal findings, pigeon.
Top to bottom: sunlight, pigeon, ancient river still trickling.
(At Monastiraki station, electric rail level.)
In front of Hadrian’s Gate, Athens.
In the old Omonoia subway station the future is now and it’s pale blue.
Greek version of the convenience store: the periptero. Here, a specimen of the glitz downtown persuasion.
Nativity, “Basil cakes”, piles of Christmas sweets,
sponges and spices in the old downtown,
cured meat, neoclassical buildings, end-of-year shopping in the sun.
How about a Greek snack break…
…with the quintessential street food to choose from…
…spinach pie, the odd pizza, sausage roll, and -drum roll- eight kinds of cheese pie!
The end of year is closing in on us, much like the ghost of Christmas Past.
Gatwick and its fluo palette turning everything lucid, like with the eyes of the ghost of Christmas Present.
At the very last pub one sees before leaving England, best quote placement ever (spoiler alert ^^).
Around a whole world waiting to happen, like offered by a ghost of Christmas Yet to Come.
Childhood tv memories spilling out on the walls.