Thessaloniki

Why I love Thessaloniki

For the sweet melancholy that floods my whole being, as I walk along Nikis avenue a November afternoon.

For the knowing that I can be myself, as I was and as I was born to be, when I meet my school mates for drinks at Mylos. 

For walking proud for my gin knowing I really never wanted to have been raised anywhere else.

For we still use the word κιμπαρης, and we really know it's meaning.

For the sunsets spent sitting on the edge of the eptapurgio.

For feeding the birds in Aristotelous square with the same way I did when I was small.

For all these and more I am going eventually to return and spend my life in Thessaloniki.