End of the third week and I still haven’t been robbed! Right after breakfast I left my hostel and left the country of Italy, to take a two hour flight to Athens, Greece. I arrived in Athens at about 2:30pm after the time change, I picked up my bag and found the metro to get into Athens central. On the metro ride into Athens I made a few New York friends, On older guy who was 72 and seemed like a university professor with all that he knew about Greece, he was on his fourth trip here. The other two were cute girls from Syracuse, a little younger than me, and studying in Salmaneca, Spain. The four of us just spent most of the 40 minute train ride talking about Greece, what there is to do here and our plans. When we all got off the train I asked the girls if they wanted to meet up later for a beer, they agreed, and since none of us knew anywhere in Greece we decided to meet in front of the Acropolis at 8pm.
I found my way to a hostel that came highly recommended from two English guys in Rome, it was a little more pricey (20 euro) than the other hostels in Athens (12-15 euro), but it is literally right on next to the Acropolis and I wasn’t going to have to take the metro all over town to look at the sights. I took a quick shower, changed my cloths and took my camera out to see what I could find in the few hours till my “date”. I was excited because here in Athens its warm enough that I can start to wear my sandals again. I found a few landmarks (all closed because it was already late in the day), almost got hit by a few cars, and had a couple of Gyro’s. All in all a fulfilling afternoon, I feel excited about being in a place that is new to me.
At around 7:45 I headed up the little hill to the entrance to the Acropolis, arrived about 5 minutes till and found a bench with a view of the Acropolis all lit up for the night.
8:00 A spectacular night, all warm and clear.
8:05 I took a couple of pictures of the walkway
8:09 New Yorkers sure take their time.
8:14 Where are they?
8:30 Fuck it, I just got stood up. I’m going to the Bar at the hostel.
Well the rest of the night involved drinking, dancing, drinking, ladies, drinking, more ladies, and finally wine and sandwiches in my room (It had 8 beds and I had it all to myself!) with my new friends Mihail, a Bulgarian-American over studying from NYU, and Christine, a North Carolinan bartender/website editor on vacation for 9 days. We listened to The Cure on my laptop, drank cheap wine, and just talked about whatever until about 3am when Christine realized her ferry left in 4 hours and Mihail had to get up in the morning and write a few papers for school.
Other than that one little downer of being stood up in front of one of the Seven Wonders of the World, the day turned out to be quite eventful.