Our flight from London to Athens arrived at 10:30 PM, leaving us just enough time to get to our hostel in the city center before the metro closed for the night. Currently, I am on a ferry from Athens to Santorini, which we caught at 6 AM this morning. Between arrival and departure, we had one glorious day in the Grecian capital city I learned so much about in my youth (thanks to having Mrs. Gatton for Latin).
Our hostel was awesome. If you go to Athens, stay in City Circus. It’s well located and has the most comfortable hostel beds I’ve ever encountered. Seriously, they were downright fluffy. When we arrived we met Jessie, our new friend. She accompanied us to the Acropolis, our first destination, the next morning. Here’s a stadium on the way up and then the view of us with the Parthenon!
It was a gorgeous, sunny day. Not even the mobs of tourists really got us down, although it was hard to avoid getting them in pictures. And don’t worry friends and fam, I put sunscreen on. My reflective skin lives to see another day (although my freckles have emerged with gusto).
According to Jessie’s phone, we walked about 5 miles (9,000 steps) — up and around the Acropolis and down again, through the Athenian streets. We stopped for lunch, having burned most of our calories. Our first choice table was taken, unfortunately for us…cats rule. This cat was the king of naps.
We found a new table. The street was like an island paradise with the beautiful pastel buildings and the smell of barbecued meat wafting through the air. We got olives to start and tabouleh salad, appetizers, and a kebab to share as our meal.
We went back to the hostel for some work and an afternoon snooze (it was already siesta time), and met our fourth roomie, Kati. She’s on the ferry with us now, heading to Ios (a famous party island) for 6 months. The four of us went to dinner on a rooftop with a view of the Acropolis and a super-friendly waiter.
We then went for drinks with two Australian friends of Kati’s who own a bar on Ios, called “Lost Boys Bar.” They had been searching for antique pirate wheels during the day, preparing to head to the island for the busy Ios summer season. I was reminded once again of why I love adventures: you can never predict the people you’ll meet! It’s also amazing to me how different our perspective on language and travel is from the European perspective on language and travel. We can learn a lot from them.
Next stop: Santorini!