Page 1. Sunday Morning in Katerini There are cities that like to make an impression from the very first minute. Katerini is not one of those cities. It doesn't try to please. It doesn't try to surprise. It simply lives its ordinary life. And perhaps that's why I enjoy coming back here so much. It's Sunday. It's an early July morning. The sun has already warmed the houses, but the streets are still surprisingly quiet. There's something special about it. It seems as if the city

This is Corfu. View of the old fortress. For a long time, I couldn't pinpoint the moment when Greece became more than a country. It didn't happen right away. Not on my first visit, and not on the most beautiful day. At first, it was a backdrop—the light, the sea, the lines of the houses. Then, it became a habit. And then, it became a state that doesn't end when you leave. In Greece, everything happens more slowly, but not lazily. Time doesn't drag here—it simply takes its tim