From the archive - travel diary

You get to the airport and realise you don't have your sketchbook! The only thing available there is a book of blank postcards. It will have to do. 

Greece, 1994. Athens, Naupilon, Mycenae, Olympus, places like that. Interesting bus rides. Thanks, Juliet, for dragging me there - you swam, I drew... The memories are still vivid (those bells in Poros, and the monastery where women had to put a skirt on if they were wearing jeans) - not to mention my scary descent from Palamidi (via steps) in a windstorm -

photo from a wonderful set here