Octopus that you could pick to eat! Guess what? I passed!
For someone who won an award for photography on this site, I think they may revoke it after today.
Well, I usually start with “What a great day!” Not today. It started off really well and then it went all down hill from there. I had a wonderful breakfast on Hillary and Patrick’s balcony. They had ordered room service and included me. After breakfast I packed up and headed down to the ferry. Guess who I ran into on the Ferry. Charlie! She is on her way to Mykonos too. So we chatted the entire way which made for a very short trip.
We went our separate ways as she was looking for a place and I already had one.
In fact they picked me up at the port with my name on a card. I felt very important. This is where it takes a turn for the worse. The fellow who picked me up was the one who had booked my last hotel in Paros. As I said it was pretty bad but I lived with it. Now I get to this one and it is way out of town. I say way, but it was about 15 minutes walking on a very busy narrow road. Okay, so what, the walk will do me good (work off some of the 25 % yogurt I’ve eaten). He drops me off and shows me my room. It is a little shack all by itself. It is called a pension. Apparently there are many different kinds of pensions and this one was one of a kind. There was no shower curtain. (So what… the bathroom is all tiled and it can get drenched. Who cares! He leaves me there and takes off. Then reality sits in. There is no phone. There is nobody around. Not another room or anything. I think, I can do this. Yes, I can do it. I keep telling myself, you can do it. Then I notice no hair dryer.
Different dishes, some lamb, some chicken. You look at what you want before you order.
Okay, I can live without that. I go to turn on the air conditioning and it doesn’t work. Then I hear a scuffle on the road and open my door and there are two tough nuts beating up four young kids. I AM OUT OF HERE! I leave my stuff, I walk to the next hotel, ask for a room. Nothing! I keep going. I feel like Joseph on Christmas Eve. No room at any Inn. I keep going. Now I can tell you that the temperature today in Greece is hot. Probably one of the hottest days and full humidity, so I was dying. I kept going until somebody starts phoning hotels and they find one. Now I have to find it. I am walking in the town and I am lost. I keep thinking, I have overcome other adversities on this trip I can do this too. I keep going. I stop and ask (with sweat dripping off my chin) and they tell me I am on the wrong hill. I have to go back down and climb up the one beside. Okay, I can do it. I take off (cursing under my breath) and huff and puff my way.
Pick me! Pick me! No, Pick me!
Find the hotel called “Hotel Zannis”. That is so close to Yiannis that I know it will be fine. The lady shows me her last room and it is lovely. 25 Euros more a night and it is in town, huge room, looking at the sea, a hairdryer, a bathtub, and every kind of luxury you can image. I struck gold. Now I had to go fight with “hippy boy” who took me to my other room. Nobody knew where his office was and so I walked and walked and walked. Finally found it in a hole in the wall (big surprise) and told him my woes. He said, “You had a shower now you have to pay for a night.” I said “So what! I think you are a scam artist. Do you know how old I am and for you to put me in a place without a phone or any kind of security?” So instead of him taking all the money for the 3 nights, I shut up and ate one night and moved to my new place. It wasn’t as easy as that as I had to get a cab and then go pack up my stuff and move it all. I thought I was so smart today that I bought a flat of large water bottles. Now I had opened them so they are falling all over the sidewalk as I am trying to load them into the cab.
Hillary and Patrick. Originally from Ireland but have lived in New Zealand for 34 years.
I had not closed my knapsack properly so all my personal papers, books and towel fall out on the floor. Now I am totally flustered and the cab driver is just standing there. I said “Do you think you could help?” He jumps to attention with a smile on his face (NOT!) and eagerly helps me. NOT AGAIN! By this time, the perspiration is now pooling on the road and I look like a drowned rat. “Take me to Hotel Zannis” He starts to turn right and I say “NO! It is left, and don’t think you are going to get away with that”. He grumbles something and takes me to my hotel. So the day has cost me two cab fares, one night’s accommodation and a lot of water loss through sweat but the princess is happy. Goddess Bethena is now in her castle. And I forgot to tell you it even has internet. Bonus! So what if I am not a true traveler. I can guarantee you that I would have been missing tomorrow if I had remained in the shack on the hill in the middle of nowhere with wild animals lurking outside.
Beth having her daily "Frappe" No calories in that puppy! I was waiting for the ferry.
I should have taken pictures of the last place and just might take a walk up there just to show you where he put me. Now my next mission is to go to Paradise beach. It has a wild reputation and I know I will see what I have been searching high and low for. So tomorrow I will start out early to make sure I get a good sun bed and a great view. So hang on for the real pics tomorrow.
I am adding an additional entry for today. I felt a little stingy with the last entry. I wasn’t really as rude as what I described on the blog but I will tell you that I was not going to stay in that place no matter what it cost.
I came to this new hotel and blew dry my hair with the hair dryer. I had to leave the last place with it flying all over the place. That may be why they only charged me one night instead of three. I scared them…
I asked where would be a good place to eat dinner and the male owner of the hotel directed me to a place called Niko’s Taverna. It was all the way down to the port. I don’t know if you can see how far that would be but it was right through all the shops. It is just about killing me not buying a thing. I wish I had left some room in my suitcase as they have absolutely wonderful clothes, jewelry, glassware, etc.
Oh well! This trip is enough.
Looking over my balcony!
Had lamb again. I think I need to quit eating lamb as I need to try something else. It is just that I love lamb and they cook it until it just falls off the bone. My hotel isn’t the only place that recommends this restaurant. I think all of Mykonos recommends it and the hustle and bustle of the place was great. I talked to an Italian couple who have a sixteen month old daughter and they are on their honeymoon. They invited me to go and stay with them but they suggested I learned a little more Italian than what I said to I knew because it was “foul” and not very nice. But that is all Julian taught me. How can I help it?
I took some pictures of the crazy amount of people driving scooters and quads around this island.
It is already 10 at night and it is just like rush hour. It’s crazy.
My view from my balcony!
Came back to my hotel and guess what? They offer me a glass of red wine. Who could pass that up. They have bent over backwards to make me feel at home. I really have been blessed with the people I have encountered throughout Greece. Except for a few and “Hippie Boy” is one of them.