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Athens & Kalamata: Tales From Two Cities

After eleven weeks in Greece and its islands we are into the last week of our journey through this sun soaked land, leaving the wonderful island of Milos and taking the short prop plane flight over the Aegean to Athens. Amusingly the bus ride from Athens airport to Syntagma Square takes considerably longer than the flight.

Our carriage awaits

It’s only two years since we were last here in the Greek capital so this visit is one of expedience and we are here just for a single night, in an 8th floor hotel room with magnificent views of the Acropolis. After so many weeks in an assortment of apartments and houses, a hotel room feels rather strange, and cramped! 

Sunset over the Acropolis

We are immediately struck by the prices here, but not in the way one might expect – food and drink are considerably cheaper than on most of the islands. In a development which has taken us a little by surprise, prices in both Thessaloniki and Athens are like Greece used to be – a lot lower than at home – whilst many of the islands have not been the bargains they once were.

The downtown districts of Plaka and Monastriaki are as welcoming and lively as ever and live street music has, happily, made a return after the COVID ban. It all feels pretty stimulating to be back in a city vibe after island hopping for so long.

This guy was brilliant

From Athens, it’s a bus journey of three and a quarter hours across the Peloponnese to our next destination at Kalamata on the Mediterranean coast. This is our second long distance journey on the KTEL bus service on this trip – after Delphi to Athens a few weeks ago – and we are mightily impressed by their service, which on both occasions is comfortable, air conditioned and prompt. 

Kalamata waterfront

Kalamata has a riviera seafront and an old town district with great tavernas, but the two are at least two miles apart with most of the distance in between filled with a singularly unattractive grid of straight roads and identical apartment blocks.

We do though stumble on an unexpected sight of which we knew nothing till we walked past a stretch of parkland. The railway no longer runs to Kalamata, but it once provided services to both the busy industrial port and passenger traffic alike. When the line was closed, instead of digging up the tracks, it seems someone had the rather bright idea to create an open air railway museum by driving several trains on to the last section of track and simply leaving them there. 

Phil couldn’t resist……..

The result is a special tribute to railway history: steam engines, freight trucks and passenger coaches sit proudly in the park, next to the beautifully preserved old railway station building. And not a hint of vandalism or graffiti despite being so readily accessible in open parkland.

Like the previous night in Athens, Kalamata is a one nighter, but we still have time for another surprise as we find a couple of rock bars up in the old town, the kind of bar which is rather more common in Germany than here in Greece. This part of town has a pleasingly ordinary feel, just a few bars and no real sense of a tourist market.

Rock music and beer…….Phil is happy

These bars and tavernas are just off a plaza with a name which translates as March 23rd Square. Kalamata was the very first place to be liberated from Ottoman rule in the Greek War Of Independence, effectively sewing the seeds for the country we know as Greece today. Liberation came on March 23rd 1821 – and we see numerous references to the bicentenary as we walk through the city, from flags and banners through to what appears to be “official graffiti” along the harbour wall. They seem very proud of their heritage here.

It’s only been a very brief visit, but our evening in the old town and the “railway park” were the surprise highlights of our stay in Kalamata; from here we head once more to ancient sites.

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