Travel Blog #8: Greece still babeh.
We got up at 4 this afternoon.
It was all because of last night.
There is a bar here in the hostel, and they have 1 euro beers, and an entertaining pommy bartender. We had some beers before dinner, during dinner, and a fuckload after dinner. And some shot of soemthing. And some vodka.
We were given control of the music for the bar too, which was fucking awesome fun. We made friends with a couple of Canadian lads and also a dude from Melb. and we all sat and picked songs and drank and danced and sung and headbanged. (okay I was the only one headbanging.)
I drank too much though, sooo sick. I don't usually get that sick, don't know what it was.
Anyway so that's why we slept all day today.
Yesterday we wanted to hire kayaks and go out on the lovely water, but reception told us they weren't letting any kayaks out that day because it was rough or something. We were really devastated, but went down to the beach anyway, with our new friends Lara and Bubba, two dogs who live here. They are lovely dogs!! And they follow us everywhere.
We went and sat on the beach and the dogs sat with us. We saw why there were no kayaks allowed, the completely flat water of the day before had turned to surf. Well, not surf like home... but mild surf. We went swimming instead though.
The water here is clear and blue. Really blue. It was cold and refreshing and because when I was packing for the trip I didn't really anticipate any swimming (considering all I had in my ehad was EUROPE - WINTER) I didn't pack any swimmers, I swam in my camo pants and GC shirt. It was awesome. We had the entire beach to ourselves. The water was lovely. The waves were lovely.
We lay on the beach until we were almost dried out, and then headed back. The dogs came with us. Then we realised that we'd lost the key.
All that came to my mind was the girl at reception saying "It's a 30 Euro fine if you lose the key, so leave it at reception when you're going out."
We walked all the way back down the mammoth hill to the beach to look for it. I had little hope. We looked where we had been sitting, but it wasn't there. We looked where we had been sitting previously, and we couldn't see it. Then suddenly Gabz found it. We were so fucking happy. We ate at a cafe on the beach and drank Mythos (lovely greek beer I remember Mum buying back home that I like) while the sun set over the ocean.
We are staying at the legendary Pink Palace hostel at the moment. It's massive and painted pink. It honestly looks like a barbie house. Anyway it's reallly famous and popular, which was why I didn't reaaally wanna come here, but we did, just on a whim and because there wasnt anywhere else. At frist I hated all the people here. Everyone was American, Australian, Canadian, and they were allllll jocks and sluts and what I call 'schoolies types'. I don't understand people going on holiday to a different place, to stay in a hotel full of people exactly like home, to do things like quad-bike with people exactly like themselves. I like mixing with different people, meeting the locals, experiencing the local food/customs/etc. and meeting travellers from all over the world, from different cultures, not just yankees and aussies.
There was a big group of americans on break from uni or soemthing when we first got here, but after they left it got lots better. The people we made friends with last night were awesome, so I like the place better now. Pity they left for Athens today.
We are heading to the Peloponnese on Sunday because that's when the next ferry is from here. I'm excited about seeing Olympia and Sparta. And then after that, on to Athens. Meeting up with a couple of mates we made in Albania there too, which will be cool.
Anyways guys, my net time is about to run out.
Catchyas on the flipside or some shit.
xoxo
It was all because of last night.
There is a bar here in the hostel, and they have 1 euro beers, and an entertaining pommy bartender. We had some beers before dinner, during dinner, and a fuckload after dinner. And some shot of soemthing. And some vodka.
We were given control of the music for the bar too, which was fucking awesome fun. We made friends with a couple of Canadian lads and also a dude from Melb. and we all sat and picked songs and drank and danced and sung and headbanged. (okay I was the only one headbanging.)
I drank too much though, sooo sick. I don't usually get that sick, don't know what it was.
Anyway so that's why we slept all day today.
Yesterday we wanted to hire kayaks and go out on the lovely water, but reception told us they weren't letting any kayaks out that day because it was rough or something. We were really devastated, but went down to the beach anyway, with our new friends Lara and Bubba, two dogs who live here. They are lovely dogs!! And they follow us everywhere.
We went and sat on the beach and the dogs sat with us. We saw why there were no kayaks allowed, the completely flat water of the day before had turned to surf. Well, not surf like home... but mild surf. We went swimming instead though.
The water here is clear and blue. Really blue. It was cold and refreshing and because when I was packing for the trip I didn't really anticipate any swimming (considering all I had in my ehad was EUROPE - WINTER) I didn't pack any swimmers, I swam in my camo pants and GC shirt. It was awesome. We had the entire beach to ourselves. The water was lovely. The waves were lovely.
We lay on the beach until we were almost dried out, and then headed back. The dogs came with us. Then we realised that we'd lost the key.
All that came to my mind was the girl at reception saying "It's a 30 Euro fine if you lose the key, so leave it at reception when you're going out."
We walked all the way back down the mammoth hill to the beach to look for it. I had little hope. We looked where we had been sitting, but it wasn't there. We looked where we had been sitting previously, and we couldn't see it. Then suddenly Gabz found it. We were so fucking happy. We ate at a cafe on the beach and drank Mythos (lovely greek beer I remember Mum buying back home that I like) while the sun set over the ocean.
We are staying at the legendary Pink Palace hostel at the moment. It's massive and painted pink. It honestly looks like a barbie house. Anyway it's reallly famous and popular, which was why I didn't reaaally wanna come here, but we did, just on a whim and because there wasnt anywhere else. At frist I hated all the people here. Everyone was American, Australian, Canadian, and they were allllll jocks and sluts and what I call 'schoolies types'. I don't understand people going on holiday to a different place, to stay in a hotel full of people exactly like home, to do things like quad-bike with people exactly like themselves. I like mixing with different people, meeting the locals, experiencing the local food/customs/etc. and meeting travellers from all over the world, from different cultures, not just yankees and aussies.
There was a big group of americans on break from uni or soemthing when we first got here, but after they left it got lots better. The people we made friends with last night were awesome, so I like the place better now. Pity they left for Athens today.
We are heading to the Peloponnese on Sunday because that's when the next ferry is from here. I'm excited about seeing Olympia and Sparta. And then after that, on to Athens. Meeting up with a couple of mates we made in Albania there too, which will be cool.
Anyways guys, my net time is about to run out.
Catchyas on the flipside or some shit.
xoxo