Nafplion, the magic of the city.

I enter the central square and first thing i see is the statue of Kapodistrias looking at you. I will try to find my hotel and in the meanwhile i get lost at the city's narrow streets and i see renovated hotels, pansions, bougainvilleas, small touristic shops, cats, flowers and students that came to the Historical Nafplion for an educational excursion.

I left my things at the hotel and i stroll at the pavement looking around. I suddenly become a teenager my self, i go up and down stairs and i osberve the picturesque details of Nafplion that travels me back to centures of history. I feel nostalic.

I cross by Saint Spiridon church and i feel the aura of covernor Kapodistrias who was assasined at this same spot. I remember his passion about Greece and how his mission was left in the middle. I am deeply moved but i try to overcome it, but if you have also visited his grave in Corfu, then you feel that Kapodistrias was your favorite ancestor.

I move down to Sintagma Square and after that to the small port to experience the combination of mountain and sea. On the one hand i see the Castle of Palamidi and on the other hand, in the sea, i see Mpourtzi. Both the monuments were once upon a time prisons, but now you can visit them and feel good for your freedom.

I go back to the city right at the heart of those red bougainvilleas, i smell the flowery decorations of the shops, i photograph the old but beautiful doors and the balconies over my head. To end the day i buy a fresh ice cream and think about my whole day. The images, the smells, the feelings, the history and all the essenses of Naplion city.

A magical city, indeed. What do you think?