I'm no writer but I thought it might be a bit of a laugh to start one of these blogymajigs and post a few snaps and some stories from my travels, all entertaining... I hope - you can be the judge of that.
From birth (almost), till now (21), I have been very lucky that travelling has been 'thrust upon me', so to speak. In fact, Christmas at home is a rarity, (I can barley hum you a Christmas carol, let alone recite the Lords Prayer). Mum's a turkey hater and Dad didn’t “do the cold" - his words not mine. I often refer to them as Scrooge One and Scrooge Two, in a loving way… obviously. So since I can remember Christmas’ has been about exploring the world.
Two things you need to know about my family before I continue…
Anyway, i’ve gone off on a tangent… travelling, that's the point of this blog.
I saw this picture the other day:
If i’m completely honest, I do believe that's true. As much as I love home, there's something I love about the lack of routine that travelling brings - unfortunately this can't be found in the leafy green suburban village of Thames Ditton.
So lets begin with this weekend…
Truth be told I had no expectations. I have only ever been to the party islands of Greece and between you and me I was absorbing more tequila than sampling the delights of Greek culture. This time it was a civilised trip with the mother.
I’d describe Athens as a fusion between Asia and Eastern-Europe, broad I know. I had imagined a city rich in grand architecture. And don’t get me wrong the city has more than its fair share of marble buildings. The historic Acropolis to name one. Situated in the centre of Athens at 490 feet - its pretty hard to miss. Although I find it incredible that a building of such stature was built in the 5th Century BC, it isn’t really 'my cup of tea'. For me, the essence of Athens is found in the contrast between these spectacular, ancient buildings and the cities more modern layers of graffiti. Everywhere you look is covered in words and pictures, and it is this which makes Athens so remarkable.
Having previously stated that heavily touristy sites aren’t my thing, I must admit the hop-on hop-off bus is my guilty pleasure. What is there not to love about discovering a new city from a open rooftop bus... Nothing thats what! Athens does however seem to run in 30 minute time frames, if you want to catch any mode of public transport between that window, think again.
5 Top Tips
1. Find a roof top bar, get a cocktail and enjoy the view.
2. Stumble around the endless flea markets.
3. Eat a Gyros because in Greece they are just better than your 2am drunken local kebab shop.
4. Never give your wrist to anyone sounds strange but you will end up with a bracelet that you cant get off unless you pay a euro, obviously if you want the bracelet ignore me and go crazy get one on both wrists if you fancy.
5. If you are in the mood for a splurge, visit Funky Gourmet. It is the current number 1 on trip advisor and for great reason! Firstly I ate 13 courses (don’t judge). This meal was like nothing I have ever experienced. The only picture I can paint for you is it felt like I had a seat at The Great Hall in Hogwarts. One course was ice cream, that tasted of Greek Salad. Dessert 2 of 3 (I repeat don’t judge) came out smoking. I mean I was speechless. Take note from my mistake though, look smart! I had intended on doing so, however, having packed a maxi dress and a pair of converse, quite frankly, I decided that combination would be worse than showing up in jeans.
I will leave you with one last story...
On the final morning I drew back the curtains to wish Athens a fond farewell, to which I was pleasantly greeted with a man pulling down his trousers... pooing, bang in the middle of the square, whilst two men were snorting coke near by... and on that note it’s time to end.
For now it’s back to reality and earning those pennies for the next trip.
See you on the next Adventure (Brussels).