Travel Boris Maksimović: Athens, or a Story of Uniforms, Walls, Parks and One Dog
In early September 2005, I stood on the Acropolis, gazing in disbelief at Athens shimmering before me, all white in the blazing sunlight. It struck me that Athens might more logically have been called the White City; that whiteness seemed so intense it penetrated even through closed eyelids. At that moment, I promised myself I would return one day. I had no idea when or how, but somehow, I had to.
