Greece I

There always must be a beginning to a journey. Ours was humble...

Of course, in this case, the humbleness of the meal was dictated by O'Hare International Airport. Oh, how I miss traveling in the '70s and '80s, back when eating and drinking weren't thought of as a necessary evil...

So, then, this was the beginning of our vacation to Greece. We traveled from Chicago to London and then on to Athens. From Athens, we traveled to Mykonos, Santorini, Xania, Iraklio, and back to Athen to fly home. Even though we were pushed and shoved (What has happened to common courtesy and decorum in Europe since I last left its shores is beyond me.) and the average temperature was well above 40 C, we had a wonderful time.