I was sitting on a rooftop in Athens at sunset looking up at Filopappou hill. Athens in August is burning hot(酷热，炙热). Not so much hotter than London or Paris any more, but the sort of hot that makes it foolish to step out into sunlight before 6pm. Emerging from the air conditioning at dusk, I saw a dense line of silhouette(剪影，轮廓)s on the ridge above me. Almost every one of these shadows had its arm raised, holding a cameraphone towards the sunset.
日落时分，我坐在雅典的一座屋顶上，仰望菲洛帕波斯山。八月的雅典酷热难耐。虽然不再比伦敦或巴黎热多少，但那种热度让人在下午六点前出门晒太阳显得很愚蠢。黄昏时从空调房里出来，我看到上方山脊上有一排密集的剪影。几乎每个影子都举着手臂，拿着拍照手机对准日落。
Of all the pretty hills in the Greek capital, Filopappou arguably(可以说，可论证地) has the best view. The Acropolis stands directly to its north. To its south, where I sat, the city sprawl(蔓延，扩展)s out towards the sea and a dark horizon of islands – Aegina, Salamina, Agistri.
在希腊首都所有美丽的山丘中，菲洛帕波斯可以说是视野最好的。雅典卫城就在它的正北面。在它的南面，也就是我坐的地方，城市向大海延伸，远处是岛屿构成的黑暗地平线——埃伊纳岛、萨拉米纳岛、阿吉斯特里岛。
Looking up, the wall of(一堵……的墙，比喻密集) tourist photographers reminded me of something: war zones.
抬头望去，那堵由游客摄影师组成的“墙”让我想起了什么：战区。