Δήμος Αγίου Κωνσταντίνου

– first point: two consecutive full days of travelling is exhausting. but when you’re on vacation it just doesn’t matter nearly as much.
– you always know it’s a good day when you say “that’s going in the blog!” more than once.
– i have NO idea what my title says
– mussolini’s fascist eagles still adorn the mausoleum that is the milan central train station. kinda… cool?
– breakfast at italian hotel: sugar croissants, nutella, espresso. time to eat before shuttle: 2.5 minutes.
– who needs hobbe’s state of nature when you have easy jet’s no-seat-allocation policy?!
– most embarrassing thing i did today: sprayed alex’s cologne at the duty free on my book. it’s almost like he’s here every time i read!
– relatedly, sometimes i think alex could actually read greek since everything looks like a complex math equation
– every time in the past two days that i’ve fallen asleep in a moving vessel, i’ve drooled all over myself (in other words, make that the 2nd, 3rd and 4th most embarrassing things i’ve done in the past two days)
– in greece, they have BACON FLAVOURED BAGEL CHIPS
– 33 degrees in the shade is hot. also, the bus we took from athens airport to the intercity bus station had a giant piece of… bus… falling off the side of the roof. safe?
– apparently not everyone in greece is friendly. the woman who sold us our bus tickets to the port town, upon my asking her how far the drop off point was from the ferry (since we would have very limited time to catch the last one of the day), told me in an extremely irritating way that she didn’t know, didn’t know anything about the ferry, didn’t know. when i asked her if she could direct me to someone who knew anything about the ferry, she said “no” and when i repeated, incredulously, “no one here in this entire bus station knows anything about the ferry?” she said “no.” five minutes later a nice woman who worked at the information desk told me everything i needed to know about the ferry.
– mean woman also neglected to inform us of the “express bus” option to the town, and instead we were given the slow bus, which stops (at the side of the road in seemingly the middle of nowhere) at every small town along the way, which resulted in us missing the last ferry of the day to the island and having to stay in this random hotel overnight
– this lead us to getting a fabulous greek dinner in the konstantinous town square on the patio (still 23°C at 10pm). cheapest, best octopus, calamari and prawns i think i’ve ever had. and tzatziki. oh tzatziki!
– classy = being so full after dinner that you actually undo the button of your jeans at the restaurant…
– greek red wine is not at all like what i was expecting. alexFAIL for not preparing me ahead of time. i mean, why did i have the fantasia image of bacchus (dionysus?) pouring deep, exceptionally full-bodied red wine all over himself if i’m just going to be given rosé?!
– i think i’m going to choose to just ignore the large cockroach in the bathroom… which is more than i could say for my 7 year old self back in the good ol’ days in florida… slight improvement?
– on the list for tomorrow, other than getting the 10:30am ferry, is to try some greek byzantine coffee. speaking of, tomorrow arrives swiftly. time for sleep.

ciao!

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3 thoughts on “Δήμος Αγίου Κωνσταντίνου

  1. um. calling the cockroach days in florida the "good ol' days" is a SLIGHT misnomer, wouldn't you say?also, unrelated, you make me jealous, and if it were not to be several weeks (or, i mean… several, SEVERAL weeks) until I see you I would be mad that I'm sure you didn't bring me any authentic greek tzatziki. sigh.

  2. bri – i will MAKE you some tzatziki when i get there, deal? just find me some greek yogurt at the store and it's a done deal. in other news, i've become a semi master at making greek salad. mmmm. but yes, good ol days is a little bit of an exaggeration when you're talking about cockroaches in florida… remember me screaming on the toilet?! hahahaand mom, yeah, i know. aside from the extra expense it was to stay somewhere else overnight, it was a pretty great time…

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