Greece is the word, is the word that they heardâ€¦
Olympia Travel Blog› entry 7 of 45 › view all entries
Kalimera! Ok, so, the bus to Olympia ended up being 4 buses and about 8 hours totalâ€¦ By the time we got to Olympia it was 7pm, the rain was absolutely pelting down, and I had no idea where we were cos I was trying to find my way there without a mapâ€¦ I mean, really, who travels without a map! But we jumped off the bus, and tried to ask the man at the local shop if he knew where the hostel was, or where Praxitelas Street was, but he didn't speak English so well (or at all!) So, it turns out my stupid Greek ex-boyfriend was good for something, cos in broken Greek I managed to find out where we were. Woohoo! I didn't realise how much of the language I still remembered until we were here and I found myself listening in to everybody's conversations! So anyway, set off to find the hostel, with a little more help from another local (he only helped us cos he wanted to take me out for a drink) we found it, and then it started hailingâ€¦ It was a real cold night, and the next morning I woke up itchy as, well, I don't know, just real itchy.
Spent a very relaxing day shopping and hanging out there, the town is beautiful. Compared to the hectic life in Athens, it's a really nice change.
The other day we were wandering through the tourist shops and came across a lovely little round manâ€¦ Everyone here talks A LOT, I think at this time of year the only people that are visiting are bus tours, we quickly learned to run for our lives when they arrive - they are absolute mayhem (hundreds of American tourists who are far to loud and arrogant for my likingâ€¦) So anyway, this man starts telling us about carrying the torch in the Olympic torch relay when he was a boy, and showed us photos and everything.
From Olympia, my brilliant plan was to get a bus to Pyrgos, then a connecting bus to Athens, then a bus to Piraeus and then jump on an overnight ferry to an island, any island would do, but I decided on Chios, cos I can get a ferry to Turkey from there.
Chios is a nice island, it's massive, just off the coast of Turkey. But, despite having no place to stay, no map of the island, I have faith in my random travel plan. I desperately wanted to watch the sunrise, the view was amazing across the water, with turkey faintly visible in the distance, so went and had coffee to pass the time. The coffee was terrible, but a couple came in off their guts, (I'm pretty sure she was charging per hour and he was paying in gramsâ€¦) and I saw her gross pimply butt cos he felt the need to pull her skirt up for a few minutes, and she didn't seem too bothered by it. It was the ugliest ass I have ever seen, so much so that it made it to my blog. People are strange here. Oh, almost forgot, on the metro train, these waaay too sickly nice americans wouldn't stop trying to talk to me, and when I told them I was from Melbourne, the guy (uneducated w**ker) said "Oh, Melbourneâ€¦ I've heard of that placeâ€¦ Is that where you have the big shell thing?" Even the Greeks on the train were rolling their eyes.
Spent the night in a stunning apartment in Chios, right on the beach, metres from the waves, and went for a swim in the ocean in the afternoon, sunbathed for a while and drank wine in the sun, fell in love with a puppy I've dubbed Scabby (don't ask, or I'll just ramble about it) and in the morning, caught the ferry across to Turkey (the guy who rented us the apartment gave us a ride there, picked us up in the morning, and took us into town, then gave us a ride to the port! So, anyway, next time you hear from me, I'll tell you all about my Turkish adventures!
You know how it goes, miss you all, love you all, catch you all soon.
Louise, cuz, if you're reading, I hope you had an awesome birthday, tried to text you but couldn't send, cos I'm a tightass traveller with no credit!
Until next time,
PS - The blog posting is a little delayed, you can blame the stupid telco strike that shut down whole networks... Ugh, stupid telco's!!!