Shadow Puppet Theatre
There are various places I have lived in Plaka and also in the neighbouring district of Koukaki where I am staying now. The most memorable place was on Vironos Street (Odos Vironos) BYRON'S STREET. Yes, it was named after the poet Lord Byron, because right at the corner a few meters from my gate at #14 Vironos, there was an archaeological site we called "The Dirty Corner". There is a choreogos tripod monument there, Lysikrattes monument that was awarded to a chorus for a performance at the Theatre of Dionysos just up the hill under the Acropolis. This was once a theatre district and later there was a monastery built on the site where Lord Byron stayed and wrote his poems. Right around the corner is Shelly Street named for is friend who used to visit. And it connects with the Street of the Tripodons that was once lined with these tripod monuments. Yesterday I went for lunch up at the Thespis Taverna just up the steps from the Dirty Corner near the Theatre of Dionysos. This was the thespian district, the actors.
The former "Dirty Corner" (now quite posh!)
In the evening I decided I should stop at the Dirty Corner for old time's sake. These days it is the Posh Corner with an upscale establishment and a restaurant where Hilary Clinton ate dinner when she was here.
I sat at approximately one of my old tables and had an ouzo and pistachio icecream. 11 Euros. We used to drink for a week when it was drachmae on that amount! I sat there remembering all the scenarios, the dramas that unfolded on a daily basis, all the actors (I was one) and dear friends now gone from this earth.
I always touch the gate at #14 when I pass by. It holds so many memories for me. I wish I could look inside and see my old suite and the little spitaki in the courtyard where Robbie used to live, but it's locked and it looks like there is construction going on. I wonder if Kyria Dina still lives there?
As I walked out of Vironos Street, across the Areopagitou pedestrian mall, I saw a man that looked exactly like Robbie -- the long hair, beard, the way he was walking. He looked up suddenly and caught my eye and I felt sure it was Robbie's ghost. It almost made me burst into tears. These are the kinds of moments I have here, remembering people and times dear to my heart.