
James Corsi
In the hectic pace that we live today, it is often difficult to stop and really observe, soak in and appreciate the sometimes incantational beauty, truth, uniqueness & depth of what lies along our daily paths. This blog is dedicated to the paradoxical and multifaceted beauty of Athens. Whether you are a resident or a visitor, I welcome you to send your photograph & short text (caption, story or poem) of your personal view of the Greek capital.
There you were sitting, Reading, waiting, thinking
Insofar as I came but did not arrive
As I was gone already before I came
And so I programmed my terrible loss
Only felt when you, my love, no longer
Are sitting there but I, hungry for news,
No longer read newspapers but my heart
Beating away always listens to your heart
Now so far away but still I listen for faint sounds
Reminding me of your presence once sitting there.
Hatto Fischer
Stairs cast in magical light,






On a recent visit to the Athinas fish market I was fascinated to discover that the hall of fishy food has been nedecked with a row of television screens!! A fish-stall owner told a friend and I that each stall owner paid around 1000E for the screen, and the reason for these TVs is to bring the "new technology" vibe into the place, to show that fish sellers are just as "modern" as everyone else! What was wrong with those lovely white mobiles of fish hanging from the ceiling?? Why can't we at least get away from trashy, distracting, media messages while we're eyeing our red mullet or weighing our octopus? Bah, humbug! AA 

Another old house has been mauled in Pangrati, to be replaced by a generic apartment building.

Last bright and sunny Sunday I took my dog and set off with a friend for a walk around Pnyx Hill. I had walked around Filopapou several times but had never taken this particular path, so when I saw the view (pictured above) I was stunned! There were Lycabettus Hill and the Acropolis right next to each other, separated by a cypress tree. (As for the woman in the distance, she was apparently picking 'horta' for her lunch!)

