Nafplion, Greece (Day 1 of 4): A Riot of Color and Sound
It’s our fourth day in Greece. Yesterday, we picked up a rental car at the airport and drove from Athens to Nafplio—about two hours by highway. Rob got his bearings behind the wheel quickly, and we arrived in one piece at our next stop: a weekend beach destination popular with Greeks. As our waiter confirmed last night over dinner, they don’t see many Americans here. “Mostly Italians, Belgians, Polish, and folks from the UK,” he said. We chose Nafplio partly for that reason. The town has a population of around 25,000, and like many places in Greece, its economy runs largely on tourism. We’re still hunting for a SIM card so Rob can use his phone. When I reminded him of this last night, he shrugged and said, “Phone. What phone?”—clearly not missing the tether to the life we left behind in the U.S. Still, we’ll try to get one today; relying on a single device in a country where English isn’t guaranteed and maps are essential feels a little precarious. A few early observations abou...