I’m not accustomed to reading so much truth in so few words!
I should add a caveat here. If you ever get to Greece and have forgotten your underwear (not to say I did but maybe), and when you go downtown to buy Greek-made underwear....be prepared. When you say ‘el-grande’....the Greek lady will pull out these really nice cotton ones that ought to fit. When you get back to the hotel...you find that the front fits nicely, but you could probably squeeze two bowling balls into the rear section. So you get by for the remainder of the trip....feeling like these Greek guys have issues.