After a (very) early night, we set out just after 9am for the Acropolis. First, though, we stopped for breakfast near the base of the hill.

We started out on the southern slope, and our first photo opportunity was the Theatre of Dionysos - the partially ruined amphitheatre dotted with brilliant red poppies. G decided to go up the hill ahead of me, missing the chance to take photos of the carved half-wall behind the stage area, and the steps empty of people. He did, however, take a video of the view which included me clambering up the hill - something which brought him much amusement for some time after.

From there, we ascended to the top of the hill (which was besieged by the usual hordes of tourists) to see the Pantheon and Erechtheion. I was very disappointed there was so much scaffolding (and tried to get as many photos as possible without it) but G didn't seem to mind.

On our way down to find the Temple of Olympian Zeus, we stumbled across a tiny church called the Church of the Metamophosis. I decided to try and light a candle in at least one church in every city. After all, G has his coffee reviewing, and we both want a nice photo of us together in every city (we're notorious for pulling faces), so what's one more?

The Temple of Olympian Zeus, when we finally found it, was a bit of a letdown, as all that remained were a few pillars - some intact, some not.

After our little excursion there, we made our way back to Akropoli metro station, stopping for lunch at another taverna. There, we finally tasted Greek lamb, and it was AMAZING (I had baked lamb with potatoes drizzled with olive oil, G had grilled lamb chops).

We decided to explore Monastiraki and Plaka, the local areas, a bit more. Much to our disappointment, we figured out that we had seen the best parts of it the previous day.

Yet another taverna for dinner, and we both stuck to traditional Greek food - tzatziki and bread (to share), moussaka (mine, which he valiantly tried despite not liking eggplant, and still hates it) and meatballs in tomato sauce (his). Despite the food and drink being only ~€25, they still gave us a complimentary dessert to share, of Greek yoghurt with honey and fruit (peach, I think). Absolutely delicious.

On returning to the hostel, we headed for the rooftop bar and ended up sampling the local moonshine, raki (pronounced 'ryki'), which I stopped drinking after. It's basically 100% alcohol. G, on the other hand, made a night of it, and consequently felt unwell almost immediately after we quit the bar for our room...