It has been twenty years already since the first time I went to Greece.
The old pictures are a reminder of fun times while vacationing with my friends, when we use to hop from island to island with just a backpack: Crete, Rhodes, Kos, Folegandros, Ios, Paros, Santorini, Naxos, Mikonos.
Thirty-eight days swimming in beautiful waters and three days spent in a city that it was a disaster then and that is destroyed today: Athens.
This is a megalopolis I visited again in 2009 and I was astonished by the changes it has gone through over the years. I found it improved, cleaner (if we do not consider the outskirts of the city; the metropolitan area is really incredible though) and friendly.
It is also true that maybe with the catastrophic situation of the economy some changes may have occurred once again, but as long as the Parthenon belongs to the Greeks (somebody whisper it was for sale and the Finnish were interested in buying it), I want to remember Greece as a beautiful country, with its history, its arts, its chaos and with the smile of its people.
Unlikely the Italians, Greek people are very united, and they fight together and support each other.
I’m not talking about politic as I really know nothing about it, but the last elections in this country can teach us something: not everything that shines is gold, not everything that is different is ugly.
I highly recommend Greece to everyone, not just for its sea, its famous islands and its history but also to realize what and how the European Community is trying to destroy.