At 9.45 p.m. local time, I’m back at my apartment, packing up. But not before posting dinner photos first.
I returned this evening to Bairaktaris. Sure, I could have higher-brow food, and could have had better ambience. But sitting in the open night air, surrounded by throngs of happy locals and tourists, is not a bad thing at all for a last evening in Athens.
I ordered a Greek salad, and kabobs with yogurt sauce. The host brought the usual on-the-house dessert, this time with what I thought was a small glass of water.
Nope. That was pure ouzo. Undiluted. I almost tossed it back after the dessert, until I got a whiff of it. Then I sipped.
And then there was that one last view of the Acropolis down a side street.