I Love Greece

I arrived back home today. It's always nice to come home. I loved Greece. The most impressive thing of all is just how good the Greeks are at service. Everywhere we went, taxis, hotel workers, guides, store owners, waiters and bartenders were all friendly, smiling and incredibly helpful. I was really surprised by this. The Greek people seem to take pride in the country and its history and understand that tourism contributes at least 15% of their GDP. Almost everyone I met spoke passable English, including our taxi drivers (there are 14,000 taxi drivers in Athens alone - the traffic is horrendous). This joy for life and willingness to help is somewhat lacking here in Israel.

We arrived back at Ben Gurion Airport, got through passport control and picked up our luggage in record time (the airport is batting close to the maximum 80% achievable, not bad at all). We walked out to the taxi rank and were sulked and glared at by the young girl in charge of shepherding people into their rides. Like we were disturbing her day by actually expecting her to work. Our taxi driver was sullen and aggressive, a total contrast to the rides to and from Athens' airport. Welcome back, I suppose.