In their six days in Athens, Chester and Colette had gone twice to the Acropolis with their Guide Bleu, had taken a bus to see the sunset at Sounion and Byron’s famous signature in one of the marble columns of the ruined temple there, had done the main museums, gone once to the theatre - just to go, because they hadn’t understood a thing about the play - and had made their plans for the rest of the country. The Peloponnesus was next, with Mycenae and Corinth, for which they had planned to rent a car, and then Crete and Rhodes. Then back by plane to Paris for another week or so before going home. They were apartmentless in New York now, did not want to live in Manhattan again, and they planned to buy a house either in Connecticut or nothern Pennsylvania.
[Patricia Highsmith, The two faces of January]
