crunchpatty
Old Shoe
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Jan-30-2007 22:30
So I had fun bumping this cool thread Tinuviel started back in the summer (when it was WARM in the Northern Hemisphere, so no-one had any good ideas!), and it's gotten me thinking about how royally travelling can suck, too.
Robbed by a filthy yet well-organized gang of street urchins in Uruguay?
Barfed from a well-presented yet over-ripe gang of raw sea urchins in Tokyo?
Talk about bad travels.
In the early 90's, Mrs. Patty and I did the very cliche post high school go to Europe thing. We didn't (and yes, I HAVE in fact practiced this phrasing) have the same "agenda" for that trip, so yada yada, (it's worth yada-ing three weeks of "but I thought you wanted x/but I said I wanted y, right?) after three weeks we parted ways at Fiumicino (sp?) in Rome; she went home and I went to Greece.
So after a flight from Rome on which I was served a rolled-protein item comprising what I think was every land animal stuffed with every sea animal then left to dry in the sun, I arrived in Athens. I have very little memory of how I got from the airport to the ferry docks in Athens, except something about a taxi and an English guy screaming "Gatwick... GAAAAATwick!!!".
When I got there, I knew where I wanted to go. I knew nothing about Greece, but I had long hair and a ton of Joni Mitchell albums, and the song 'Carey' in my head, so I was going to this place Matala, on the south shore of Crete, simply because the fact that she had mentioned it made me think it would be some kind of deadhead haven (like, 20 years later).
My hotel was called "Die Zwei Bruder". Name should have tipped me off. Nothing but naked Germans anywhere. I learned that if I saw a naked person, "Guten Tag" was an appropriate reaction. Anyways, on the first day I fell asleep in the sun with sunscreen EVERYWHERE except my eyelids.
Too late to make a long story short. But thanks to my long hair, I was the red-eyed albino Jesus of Matala for a week.
I tipped well.
You?
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Reese Withers
Well-Connected
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Feb-5-2007 13:32
the last rose of summer. That woldnt have been so bad , had we had our fresh, clean clothes with us, and our soap, and all them things to make us smell good, and look clean LOL
I was in a foul mood, as we went to check in. We got to our rooms, and I said, well...i guess we are going to have to go friggin shopping for all new clothes, and shit. Gee thats what I want to spend my money on LOL
We got cleaned up the best we could and decided to take one more trip to
the bus station in hopes our luggage made it there. We asked this security guard if he would go back and look. we gave our ticket to him, and he went on back.
We waited forever it seemed like, when we heard him coming back home dragging something. OUR LUGGAGE!
I was so friggin happy....I told that guard that i was so happy i could kiss him. Mike said he probably wishes you would LOL
It started off as a bad experience but ended good :) I know that I will never travel by bus again though...no matter if it was a good experience for me since its something Ive never done :)
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