The Best Itinerary for Touring Athens over a 4-Day Weekend

With so many “Top Cities” in Europe these days, it’s become almost impossible to decide on which one you should visit when a 4-day weekend comes up. Would it be better to walk the streets of Rome or hike to that incredible lake you saw on Instagram last week? And then there’s the million dollar google search; something like, “what to do in Athens?”

Well, if you’re wondering what to do for your next 4-day weekend, then trust me and go to Athens.

Let my adventures inspire you. See if the stories of my Greece-y visit entice you to book your ticket right after reading.

I promise that Athens is a city worth your time and money, with something for everyone.

What to do in Athens Day One – Exploring Ancient Athens

The Parthenon and Acropolis Hill

This adventure starts in the most iconic location in the entire city; Acropolis Hill. Every list of what to do in Athens will recommend Acropolis Hill and The Parthenon, and for good reasons. Don’t be afraid of the crowds or the incline; this is one tourist trap that has surprises at every turn.

Initially, I thought the Acropolis was basically just another word for the Parthenon, or something like that. But in fact, the word Acropolis is a combination of two Greek words: Akron and polis, meaning edge and city respectively.

As I awoke from my Airbnb, I pounded a cup of coffee and purchased my ticket to the Acropolis. I was full of anticipation to finally gaze my eyes on what is considered one of the most iconic stone structures in the world: The Parthenon.

Next to the Roman Colosseum, it’s hard to pick a more dramatic architectural statement from this time in human history.

As I hopped off the metro, I made my way to the Acropolis. In the distance, I could make out the outline of a faint structure on top of hill. A wealth of anxiousness and excitement stirred within me as I realized it was the Parthenon!

Much like my Roman excursion a few months prior, I was finally going to behold something that I had only ever realised in the architecture books I studied throughout college.

The Theatre of Dionysus

I made my way past the turnstiles and meandered along a graceful path that led up the Acropolis Hill. I passed ancient theatre members and Roman icons immortalised in stone thousands of years ago. Before long, I was resting at the Theatre of Dionysus, the oldest theatre in the world!

I thought of the ancient tragedies and performances that would’ve been performed here, and the applause from the 17,000 people that would’ve been packed in its stands. Today, only the first 5 or 6 front rows have been preserved.

Odeon of Herodes Atticus

Continuing up the dusty path, the sounds of my shoes crunching rocks beneath them was slowly overtaken by music. At first I was annoyed that perhaps a tourist was playing a small speaker while they toured the grounds. However, my assumptions were quickly corrected by the source of the music coming from the Odeon of Herodes Atticus.

Pro tip: If there’s a concert being performed at the Odeon of Herodes Atticus while you’re touring Athens, buy a ticket no matter what. I promise you the experience, regardless of the genre, is a once-in-a-lifetime experience!

My first thought as I gazed upon the incredible amphitheatre was that of disbelief. Not of the structure but of the stage crew setting up scaffolding for what appeared to be a concert! Sure enough, I overheard a tour guide mention a concert to be performed later that night.

I went online and bought tickets instantly; more on that amazing experience later.

Well over an hour into my visit, my mind was already full of awe and inspiration. The best part was I wasn’t even close to the pinnacle of the Acropolis yet!

I turned and pressed on from the music-filled theatre, my dusty path subtly converting into a cobblestone road. My Nikon, hanging around my neck, was loaded with at least two hundred new photos.

The Temple of Athena Nike

Before long, I found myself surrounded by a throng of over 50-60 tourists on a narrow, grand staircase leading up to the top of the Acropolis. As I zigzagged upward at a slow, almost crawling pace, I was compelled to take in the breathtaking scenery around me. It was exactly what the designer must have intended!

I was in what one might consider the best traffic jam you could ever hope to find yourself in.

To the southwest, the Aegean Sea sparkled like a sapphire under the sun. To the north, the lush, green expanse of the Tatoi Forest stretched out like a verdant carpet. It’s clear why this magnificent monument was built in such a location. Not only did it serve as a prime defensive stronghold, but it also offered stunning, 360-degree views that were absolutely mesmerizing.

Passing by the Temple of Athena Nike, I noticed the striking absence of structures on the opposite side of this grand staircase. Later, I learned that this was intentional, reflecting the defensive purpose of the Acropolis.

The ancient Greeks fought with their weapon in their right hand and their shield in their left. This is why the Temple of Athena Nike was strategically positioned on the hill’s “left” bastion. Incredible!

The Parthenon and Erechtheion

Just then, I walked through The Propylaea and was greeted by a massive, ~2,400-year-old marble temple. It was exactly like the time I passed through the threshold that led to the Sistine Chapel. The feeling was like Christmas morning; sheer joy. An ear-to-ear grin creeped across my face, and I couldn’t care less who saw it. This is exactly why every list of what to do in Athens begins with Acropolis Hill.

The iconic columns, the horizontal lines, the symmetry, the symbolism—all of it came together in a symphony of perfection. Though my self-guided tour suggested I proceed left to the Erechtheion, I decided instead to head straight to the Parthenon for some iconic photos; I’m such a rebel lol.

I began imagining the 35-foot tall Athenian goddess that would have stood in the center of the magnificent structure. Her skin fashioned out of pure ivory and her clothes made of pure gold. Then, my mind populated the temple with dozens of Ancient Greeks, walking about the smooth, marble floors in their wooden sandals as they discussed philosophy, arts, and politics.

Ultimately, I thought about how life might have been in the B.C. era, and how amazing it would have been to behold this masterpiece in its prime.

The Porch of the Caryatids

As my mind slowly retreated from its dream state, I decided to return to the cobblestone path that guided visitors around the Erechtheion. From every angle, I was continually drawn to The Porch of the Caryatids, where draped female figures were used instead of columns for the southern porch.

I also couldn’t help but marvel at the ingenious construction of the Erechtheion, which spanned three different levels of bedrock—an absolute feat for its time!

With my thirst for imagination and inspiration completely satisfied, I checked my watch and was pleasantly surprised; it wasn’t even noon yet! I snapped a few more photos, took one last look at the ancient monuments, and then pressed on down the Grand Staircase to the exit.

The Olympieion

My next stop was The Olympieion, the temple dedicated to Zeus. In hindsight, I’d suggest skipping the Olympieion if you’re pressed for time. Unless you’re really into history, like the kind you read, then there’s really not much here. However, since I purchased a self-guided tour of the Acropolis, I got all the surrounding attractions for free.

I strolled up to the entrance of the Olympieion grounds and stopped at Hadrian’s Arch. Not the most iconic structure in all of Greece but, astounding nonetheless. When you really think of all the different wars, floods, earthquakes, and hurricane force winds, you can’t help but wonder how these things remain standing.

As I passed The Arch of Hadrian and moved on to the Temple of Zeus, I’ll be honest: I wasn’t feeling the same sense of awe and wonder I had on top of the Acropolis.

The stories behind the structures were amazing but, there just wasn’t very much of the actual structure left. Nevertheless, I snapped a few pictures and moved on to something I thought would be a bit more exciting — The Ancient Agora.

The Ancient Agora

Feeling a bit let down at the lack of structures in the Olympieion grounds, I was hopeful that the Ancient Agora would be a bit more intriguing.

I dialed in directions from Hadrian’s Arch to the Ancient Agora and began walking. About this time, the sun began making its initial descent.

As I passed by the tiny mom-and-pop restaurants and tourist traps, I fell in love with the city. The quaint nature of this iconic destination, despite its size, is remarkable. Hospitality radiated from every direction, and light-hearted conversations filled the air. Everyone I passed exuded a friendly, contagious energy that positively charged my soul with joy and vitality.

Temple of Hephaestus

Before long, I had successfully arrived at the final attraction of the day: The Ancient Agora. As with the Acopolis, most lists of what to do in Athens will include the Ancient Agora for good reason.

While it wasn’t initially on my list of places to visit in Greece, it was included for free with the Acropolis pass I had purchased earlier. Nevertheless, I was elated to get inside and visit the location where thousands of years ago, Ancient Greeks gathered to socialize and learn of news from around the world.

With over 30 attractions in this one area and the sunlight dwindling, I picked a few key spots to visit before the gates closed. My first stop was the Temple of Hephaestus, the best-preserved Greek Doric temple. While I was infatuated by the largely intact temple, I was also blow away by astonishing view of the Parthenon and the Plaka neighborhood below.

As I wandered around the Agora, I heard a noisy bird making all sorts of sounds while eating something held in its claws. Curious, I got closer and realized it was a parrot!

I have seen all kinds of large, wild animals throughout my journeys like Ibexes in Switzerland and Elk in Colorado but, this was the first time I’d seen an exotic bird up close and personal in the wild! As he sat there munching on an olive, I took quite the fascination of this green little beauty. Before I knew it, he took off out of sight.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, my first day in Athens came to an end—well, almost. Remember those tickets I bought after hearing music from the Odeon of Herodes Atticus? Well, I had about three hours until showtime. So, I headed back to my Airbnb, changed, and returned to the Acropolis.

A Concert at Odeon of Herodes Atticus

Having never been to a symphony concert, I wasn’t sure what to expect. But, like everything else I had encountered that day, the show was nothing short of spectacular. My night ended with me sitting on the ancient concrete steps of the Odeon of Herodes Atticus, enjoying an amazing live performance.

Classical music and symphonic sounds echoed off the stone facades while the applause from hundreds of people filled the air in their void. It was a moment I’ll never forget.

If you ever find yourself in Athens and there’s a show at the Odeon of Herodes Atticus, go. I promise you won’t be disappointed!

What to do in Athens Day Two – Aegina Island Adventure

Coffee and Planning

As with all mornings on my trips abroad, I start by seeking out the coziest coffee shop where I can to plan my adventures. This morning was no different. I started my day by stumbling into Taresso cafe, a nice little coffee house at the bottom of the hill from my Airbnb.

The delicious smell of the pour over teased my nose as I pulled up Google Maps. I was looking for anything nearby that looked intriguing; and perhaps with less walking.

There was a forest to the north but, I hadn’t really packed for hiking. Then, my mind became fixated on some small islands surrounding Greece’s southern shoreline. I thought, “how cool would it be to go to one of these islands and just, ‘hang’ for the day?”

And this is how I stumbled upon the island of Aegina.

Aegina by Ferry…

After a quick Google search, I discovered a ferry scheduled to depart from the nearby town of Pireas in about an hour. I took a final swig of my coffee and began walking to the nearest bus stop to catch a ride to the ferry port.

Yes, heading to Aegina Island was a 100%, last minute decision. It was the best decision of the trip though! It led me to the most exciting parts of my excursion. Before long, I was seated in what looked like an oversized speed boat headed to Aegina island.

As we pulled away from Pireas, dozens of small sailing boats could be seen out on the water, each enjoying the beautiful weather and calm seas. Passing by, I’d excitedly wave at the passengers like a younger version of Forrest Gump waving to Lt Dan from his boat.

As the ferry docked and the passengers unloaded, the salty, humid air greeted me with a warm embrace. It’s as though it was signaling to us that it was time to relax and let your hair down. My shoulders dropped a little, I put my sunglasses on, and began making my way to the main street. Dozens of boutique shopping stores, gelato buckets, and pistachio stands dotted the streets.

…and Aegina by Vespa

I must have looked like the quintessential tourist because a local vendor immediately approached me, offering snacks from his stand. Reluctantly, because I was still fasting, I turned him away with a nod and a smile. However, I didn’t stand a chance against the next vendor.

This guy, sporting impressive aviators, a white fedora-style hat, and board shorts, was selling something that spoke directly to my adventurous side: a 50cc Vespa for rent…with unlimited miles…and a bitchin’ helmet.

And that’s how I found myself renting a scooter to explore the island of Aegina! Never in my hours of research on what to do in Athens did renting a scooter on a Greek island show up. I’m happy to report that if you’re looking for things to do in Athens, this excursion should top your list!

With keys in hand and the open road stretching out before me, my thoughts quickly shifted from “What can I see on this island today?” to “What can’t I see?” With that, I set off down the bumpy two-lane road, eager for the adventure ahead.

Winding through the olive tree groves on a narrow street barely wide enough for two cars, I felt like I had just earned my driver’s license all over again. The sense of freedom this small little moped afforded me was something I wanted to bottle up in a jar. I wanted to be able to revisit that moment the same way a child returns to their favorite swing on a swing set.

The road was twisted and peppered with potholes, but I didn’t care. Even the shotty construction attempts to repair them added to the experience. Every turn revealed the Aegean Sea’s glistening surface, making my smile stretch wide enough for a toothpaste ad.

Temple of Aphaia

I soon arrived at a charming restaurant with ocean views, still grinning from my ride. I sat down and ordered a small Greek salad. As the waiter placed the fresh dish in front of me, I could no longer tell which was more impressive; the taste of this iconic meal or the view from which I was enjoying it.

After settling the bill, I walked across the street to enter the Temple of Aphaia. As I crested the hill, I found myself at the foot of history again. Standing there, I felt as small as I had at the Parthenon, awed by the ancient columns that had withstood centuries of conflict.

What I remember most is the lack of noise. No other visitors kicking up rocks and dust, no horns, squeaky brakes, or car engines revving from cars passing by; just silence. It was a welcomed retreat from the big city of Athens. I perched on a rock, absorbing the serenity and ancient aura.

My sense of adventure quickly kicked back into gear, so I got back on my 50cc adventure machine. Winding through the roads again, that same comfortable smile grew across my face and I thought, “This. This is exactly what I pictured this assignment being filled with”.

I was so, effing happy.

Agia Marina

My next stop was Agia Marina. Remembering that I had packed my swimsuit, I veered left, sped down a hill, and arrived at Agia Marina Beach

Without hesitation, I quickly parked the scooter, killed the engine, and stepped onto the first part of the beach I saw. The sand felt exquisite against my feet. Before long, I was diving into the beautiful blue-green waters of the Aegean Sea.

At once, any lingering stress I had was melted away. I floated contentedly, sipping a draft beer from a beachfront bar, watching the gentle waves lap against the shore.

Holy Church of Saint Nectarios of Aegina

After a brief nap on the shore, I woke to the sun dipping gently over the western side of the island. Not wanting the adventure to end, I hopped on my steel (miniature) horse and made my way to the west side of the island. I wanted to chase a sunset over the sea.

As I navigated the winding roads, I came across the Holy Church of Saint Nectarios. While Gothic architecture holds a special place in my heart, Byzantine monastery designs also resonate deeply due to cherished memories.

With my camera brimming with 100 new photos, I hopped back on my trusted scooter and continued my journey west in search of that sunset. Soon, I spotted the masts of several dozen boats in a beautiful little marina. I had arrived at the Perdika marina.

Perdika Marina

There’s a unique magic in watching the day’s final moments from a single vantage point; in stillness. Whether it’s high up on a mountain or down in a avelley near a campfire, sunsets are best savored by fixating your eyes on the watercolors painted across the sky.

To the tune of small waves breaking against dozens of boat hulls rocking against the wooden piles of the pier, I took it all in.

Checking my watch, I realized I needed to return to town soon to drop off my trusty scooter. Reluctantly, like a kid leaving the toy aisle, I left my newly-discovered paradise and headed back to the main city.

The ride back to the rental store was like something out of a masculine version of Eat, Pray, Love. Just a guy, his backpack, a shoreline cruise, and the setting sun. It was the epitome of what I had hoped being stationed in Europe would be like.

Returning the scooter felt like parting with an old friend. But with some time before my ferry’s departure, I indulged in a pistachio gelato while people-watching on a park bench.

It was the perfect conclusion to the best day of the entire trip.

What to do in Athens Day Three – My Own Walking Tour!

Because this tour included 11 stops, I decided to dedicate the day’s adventures to its own blog post. Click my link The best (and free) walking tour in Athens to take the journey yourself!

It’s amazing how a day of exploration can reveal so much yet make you realize how much you still might miss. You know what I mean? You can wander through tourist hotspots or bustling city streets and yet, as you head back to your hotel, you might pass a hidden alley leading to a charming wine bar or a local relic.

I’ve found that walking tours are a great remedy for this phenomenon. So, on my third day in Athens, I decided to do my own walking tour. I wasn’t wondering what to do in Athens so much as I was wondering where I should start.

I spent the day discovering iconic sites like Syntagma Square and the Monument to the Unknown Soldier. Then I took a break while enjoying local falafel before capturing the city’s charm with a sunset view from the Tower of the Winds.

This walking tour was an amazing way to spend my third day, but for reasons you might not think. After two solid days of mind-blowing experiences, my soul needed to “level out”, or reset. That’s what this walking tour helped me do. I was able to slow down, read the historic signs, and go at a very comfortable pace.

What to do in Athens Day Four – The Acropolis Museum

Next to Acropolis Hill, the Acropolis Museum tops every list of what to do in Athens. And I’m sure you’re wondering how I made it this far into touring Athens without having stopped at the second-most visited attraction in Athens. Short answer: I’m not much of a museum guy. But, this was probably the most incredible museum I’ve ever toured, and I’m glad I did.

As Monday morning rolled in, I brewed another cup of coffee, packed my backpack, and checked out of my Airbnb. Being that it was Monday, I shared my metro ride with a couple dozen Athenians headed to work. While they made their way to their jobs, I made my way to the Acropolis Museum.

Because my return flight was in the early afternoon, I didn’t have much time to do any further city exploring. So, I made the most of my time learning about the iconic monolithic site I toured just a few days prior.

The Acropolis Museum in Athens is a compelling destination for anyone fascinated by ancient Greek history. I found the extensive collection of artifacts from the Acropolis to be the most interesting. Equally fascinating is the modern design of the building.

The complementing historical artifacts and inclusive Parthenon sculptures displayed in a gallery align with the actual temple’s orientation to the north. With its blend of innovative architecture, interactive exhibits, and educational programs, the museum provides an engaging experience that brings ancient Athens to life.

I’d say that touring the Acropolis first and then visiting the museum makes about as much sense as doing it the other way around; it’s all about what you’re into!

In conclusion…

Deciding what to do in Athens, even with a four-day weekend, can be challenging. That’s why I spent so long on this blog; to convince you of the best attractions. While the city offers an incredible escape from the ordinary with its diverse food, rich culture, unique smells, and vibrant pace, the adjacent islands provide reprive from the hustle and bustle of the city.

If Athens isn’t on your bucket list, you’re missing out on one of the most welcoming cities in the Mediterranean.

And don’t forget to get our of the city, at least for a day. Take the ferry to Aegina island and jump into the sea. Conversly, you could head north into the Tatoi Forest and do some hiking. The areas surrounding Athens offer such fantastic experiences, I guarantee it!

As for me: touring the windy roads of Aegina island on a 50cc scooter with nothing but a backpack and a smile was the highlight of my trip. It’s something I’ll remember for the rest of my life.