A Letter From Greece, Where Quarantined Sheep Go for Walks
A Daily Debate About Safety and Freedom Has Kept Greeks Safe From Sickness
For Athens, I am in the middle of nowhere. It’s early morning, and I have walked up the hill that overlooks our apartment building with my dog, Skeletor, a young, energetic cocker spaniel. I purposefully avoided the cobblestoned path that surrounds the hill in favor of the craggier natural trail because there is a smaller chance of meeting someone along the way. For some reason lately I have the constant impression that if I meet nobody on my walks, it means that I never actually left the flat. That, of …
