Even on a tight schedule, Varvakeios Central Market earns the hours.
Allow 30 min–1 hour.
This is the un-prettied real thing: vaulted halls of bawling fishmongers, hanging carcasses, spice and olive stalls on the surrounding streets, and legendary cheap-and-cheerful patsas tavernas inside. The catch: it is loud, wet underfoot, full-on for the senses, and the meat hall in particular is not for the squeamish or for kids.