Squares: Where Life Happens

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What’s sinking in deeply is how traditional Greek culture remains. The focus is clearly on family—you constantly see three generations traveling together. Kids roam in loose little gangs, kicking soccer balls across town squares, which are lively hubs for social gathering. Parents don’t hover; the community itself is the container of safety. Everyone looks out for each other.

Teenagers cluster just outside cafés, where adults in the family linger for hours, sipping coffee or drinking local wine—often just $4 a bottle, and with no added sulfites.




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