The most charming and therapeutic walk for me through the city of Volos is the path from the park of Saint Constantine until Anavros. I have walked there many times before, sometimes with friends and sometimes alone. The walk through parks, Exoraistiki, the few old houses, the train lines, the church of St. Constantine, hotel Xenia, the Aquarium, the hospital, the Archaeological Museum and the sea was one of my companies during my student years. It was the way of relaxation, meditation, historical and urban fantasy.
What is the real city I live in? How would I feel if I walked there 50, 100 or 150 years ago?
How many humans lived and grew up there, and what natural phenomena changed the city? How much do my fantasies agree with the historical truth through the traces and stasis of this path?
