We spent the morning getting my passport replaced. Took a taxi to the embassy--it was like a fortress to get in. Fortunately we went early and so there wasn't a crowd. The passport pictures we had paid for the night before turned out to be too small, so we paid for a second set right there. Hal said I looked like a terrorist in the pics taken the night before anyway. It took most of the morning and then we worked our way through a couple of museums, had lunch, and eventually came back to the hotel to get ready for dinner and the folk dance theatre.
Fortunately, the raincheck tickets we had for the Dora Strattou theatre were not in my stolen purse and so we walked up the Philopappou hill and watched the dances. Hal managed to capture some short videos on his camera, one of which is included here. The woman you can see standing to the left in one of the videos was one of two singers who performed that night. She was apparently quite elderly and blind as she was led out onto the stage by one of the musicians and stayed seated in a chair except when she stood to sing.
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