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The only rioting i was going to get involved in would have been me starting it if the lovely restaurant had run out of that exquisite saganaki fried cheese. Otherwise of course not.

Unpleasant though it was - I’m still coughing this morning - can’t deny that getting tear-gassed in Europe is obviously a pretty big badge of honour for even the biggest of wusses like me. I’m well up for a t shirt saying “Athens was a gas”.