Getting Lost in Athens
“Not all who wander are lost” A popular quote among travellers. Yes, it’s a little cliche, but it’s also true.
When I was younger, getting “lost” might have scared me, but nowadays getting lost is all a part of the adventure. Getting lost lands you in places you’d never have expected and maybe never have found otherwise.
Just recently I was in Athens. I only had about two hours to explore the city, so I walked up to the Acropolis and roamed around its edges to try and check it out without wasting €20 on an entry fee, given I was so short on time.
At some point I took a wrong turn and ended up in a stunning little neighbourhood. Almost immediately, I forgot about the Acropolis and my rush to see all Athens had to offer. Instead, I fell in love with the serenity of this little area, hidden away in what is otherwise a chaotic city. Cats lounged in the sun, little old women swept leaves off the path and not another tourist was in sight. I walked along the cobble stoned streets that zig zagged across the hill and gazed out at the mountainous view. And to think: if I hadn’t got a little lost, I never would have found this place.
And, yes, I did also get some decent views of the Acropolis. Obviously, I would seen a lot more from inside the grounds, but I was pretty chuffed with the view from my hostel!