Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Saturday and Sunday in Santorini

Saturday was a crazy day. Woke up at five, took a ferry at 7:25 which lasted 8 hours. I got to my hostel at 4 something and the guy who owns the hostel suggested that I rent a car. I declined and said I'd take the bus around. He said I should see the sunset. It was too late to take the 4 o'clock bus so I went to Perivalo beach which is the beach near where I stayed (Holiday Beach Resort). The sand was black and a lot less messy than normal sand. There were also little white rocks that reminded me of petrified styrofoam. Very cool. I kept a white rock.

I got back in time to take the 5:30 bus. But it didn't come. Ever. I waited until about 6:30 and by that time, the sunset had finished. Yeah, disappointing right? Supposed to be the highlight of Santorini. Well, I'll go back some day. But anyway, SOOO I rented a car! It was this nice, smooth little red guy that only had one fault. It would slow down slightly at random times. It made me kind of sick whenever it jolted like that. I drove up to town, ate at this souvlaki place which was all right, saw the Greek soccer game that was going on in Athens on the TV. My friends were at the game back in Athens which is cool! I got cold and felt like hanging out with people so I went back, hurrayed when I arrived at the hostel cause I did have a scary moment on the way to Fira (where I ate). I stopped abruptly at this one point cause I couldn't see that well and I was at this intersection and I thought I might have missed a stop sign. Sooo, I could have gotten in an accident but the guy behind me must have been watching closely and just went around me. Well, I guess he should have been looking anyway since it was an intersection. But we had the right of way. Doesn't matter. In the past. So I got back to the hostel, yelling with joy and then a little later, walked to the "Young Bar" that the guy told me about. He was so proud of his little bar haha. I got there and met a Romanian girl who told me not to speak Greek cause she doesn't like it. She told me to only speak English. She said it like she was accusing me of a crime. It was funny. She kept giving me and everyone else in the bar a free shot. I got like two free ones until these three Canadian kids invited me over to their table. They ordered a hookah. Tried hookah! Made me SOO light headed. It was crazy. I felt like I was getting really really drunk almost every time I smoked it and then I would go back to normal after it. I also had some beer that night too. So I drank and smoked. Not too much of a healthy night. And let's just say I payed for it a little when I got back to my hostel. Some ash even came out of my mouth. Sorry, disgusting I know. But I gotta document. Reporting isn't always fun.

In the bar, they had the game on. I'm pretty damn sure I saw Cody in the crowd! I wasn't surprised. He was probably attracting attention to himself cause he brought a drum to the game to play along with the other drummers and chanters.

On the way back to the hostel, before I was alone in my room (I had a single) one of the Canadian guys (not the one with an extra tooth above his tooth which was repulsive) said, "I'm ready to have another beer when I get back!" I replied immediately with, "I'm ready to stick two fingers in my throat when I get back!"

I went to sleep that night without brushing or dental flossing. I was out. Then in the middle of the night I brushed when I was more awake. Haha that sounds counterintuitive.

Sunday was a different story. I woke up at 8 and I was out driving by 8:15. I drove through Fira and all the way to Ia. I ended up at the Amoudi Bay. That was incredibly nice, sitting on small pebbles near a tall cliff. The rocks were once again mostly black. I thought of some cool story ideas when I was sitting there. That's what I meant by "enlightenment" in my last blog. So I drove back after that, went into this pretty cool ancient Greek art replicas place, then finally arrived at the red beach where I had to climb over this hill, ending up facing these humungous red rocks. Below them was a beach that I thought looked like Superman's beach cause the black rocks looked blue next to the red ones. Blue and red always reminds me of Superman. Or the two most common team colors on video games. I'm always red. Whit's always blue.

Before I returned my car, I had lunch at the end of Perivolo beach near a large cliff. I had cheese pie and this extremely cheesy Margarita pizza. I didn't feel too well for about half of the ferry ride home. After getting back to the hostel, I realized I hadn't tried food from the bakery near the hostel. I took the car for a quick spin over to the bakery, got this sweet, thin crust pastry thing but wasn't hungry at all so I waited til I wasn't feeling sick anymore in the ferry later to eat it. Along with my cheesy pizza leftovers, which was half the pizza haha. My eyes were too big when I ordered all the cheese in the world. My eyes are always too big.

So that's basically it in a nut shell. Didn't have much time there but I did it. When I got back to Athens, I went near the school and Skyped at an internet cafe with my fam. Then I walked home cause the metro closed. That wasn't bad. Only 4o minutes. I had to keep inventing ways to hold my bag.

Yesterday (Monday) I got bummed about the fact that I didn't see the sunset. Courtney reminded me that I missed the highlight (nothing against her, it just struck me) and these two Nakas Greek students said I should go back next weekend to catch the sunset. Haha, like I'm going back. Yeah right. So I was pissed and didn't come home for dinner. I felt like writing anyway. I went to Golden Chopsticks, this Chinese food restaurant. It was a beautiful change from the food in the hotel. I've eaten there before with Michael and Courtney about a month ago. I had gyoza and a spicy noodle dish with sweet and sour sauce on the side as I requested. Brilliant.

Today was a dangerous day so we all stayed in. I only went outside to get food. Speaking of food I'm starving after writing about the chinese food and the cheese world. Damnit. But yeah, today people were rioting and walking the streets, chanting things in Greek. So I guess this boy was shot last year and some other people were shot the year before. They were protesting about that and also because of some scandal. Not sure of the story. The rumor is that it's also anti-American day today. Not sure I believe that but on the one occasion that I did leave the hotel today, these three men looked at me and one of them pointed, muttering, "American." I looked at him and smiled, not sure what to do. I thought I'd just pass it off as a joke, "Yeah fun and games, I'm an American, you got me!" I didn't say that, I just said that with my face so he wouldn't see that I was scared.

Anyway, I wrote almost a whole song today and more of my story/musical that changes every day haha.


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