On a recent holiday to Greece I did a tour of the Isles (my first actually) I discovered how we are all pretty much the same the world over. The Greeks still have that old world charm, and are sincerely helpful if you ask for directions. The old men (no women) still sit outside their local cafe sipping on strong Greek coffee and discussing the state of the nation and world affairs. Most will sit for hours fiddling with their beads and smoking constantly. In fact, many smoke throughout Europe, even in cafes and restaurants, although some do have no smoking signs.
Interestingly, unlike Asia where you get hassled constantly to buy something or eat at their restaurant, the Greeks that tout along the cafe strips are very relaxed and will ask just once if you would “like a coffee sir?”
When we were on our last leg of our tour we came across this amazing little taverna on the outskirts of Heraklion in Crete. It is very quirky and the owner, an old Greek man, has collected all sorts of bric a brac, and strange and unusual items to adorn the restaurant.