Tired, after a long day’s work, I caught a glimpse of some people who seemed more tired than I was.
Exhausted, after a day of sightseeing, the four young girls were taking a rest in a square not far from the Acropolis (having probably taken their cue from the friendly mutt doing the same right next to them).
The weather was hot enough for shorts, short sleeves and a half-finished ice-cream (casually left on the planter box behind them). I envied them a bit, as I passed by thinking of my own options: a long walk home or a long wait at the bus stop.
For a moment, I admit, I was tempted to do the same.