Well, Monday was a rush and was I exhausted at the end of it. In between teaching I managed to wander the city and come across heroin dens in an abandoned army camp, a forlorn grain complex gradually succumbing to nature and massive abandoned silos that which I explored while trying not not to fall through the mass of holes seemingly drilled at random in the floors.
Then I bumped into a massive memorial rally about the atrocities committed by the Ottomans in 1915 where local bishop, Anthimos railed against , well, just about everyone who wasn't Greek while rent-a-thug ultra-nationalists in the crowd chanted stuff about burning Turkish villages.
Later as was about to go home I followed marchers who then went onto the Turkish consulate and in between hundreds of riot police who'd blocked of Agiou Dimitriou street and the advancing marchers took some pictures.
