Yiu sas my homeslices!
I would love to post pictures with my posts, but now that I do not have access to Lianne's lovely Mac... it's not that simple. The stories are just as good... just not as colourful...although I think I still do a good job describing my days.
Stay tuned for the pictures though, because as soon as I get back to Canada, I will post a special one with much delayed pictures.
Love, love, love!
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Switch it Back!
And so today's big adventure was to visit the ancient site of Delphi where lays the Temple of Apollo, the Treasury of the Athenians, and the famous Tholos at the santuary of Athena Pronaia.
I really wanted to make a trip up to Delphi and in all honesty, I was a little skeptical. I wasn't sure how this was going to pan-out, but I just went with it and I knew things would work themselves out.
The ride was great --- I had a window seat and the view... Holy Cow.
Once we reached Livadeia, the mountains started to show themselves and OH THEE MU was it ever beautiful! So many memories from my trip to the Rockies came back to mind -- except these mountains didn't have any snow on their peaks... which was weird.
We were doing switch backs after switch backs. I'm so impressed with what these Greek coach busses can do: up and down steep MOUNTAINS, drive through the skinniest streets I've ever seen in my life and make the sickest turns on roads I thought would be impossible --- I suppose all of the above do seem impossible if you are not Greek...!
The drive took three hours and a half and I loved it. I listened to my music on my iPod, which consisted of a playlist I had dedicated to my brother: Tech Nine's 'Worldwide Choppers', 'So Lonely'; Travis Barker's smashing CD, T.I, Busta, Eminem and Chris Brown's 'Beautiful People'. On the other hand, I had a playlist dedicated to my favourite songs and hit singles, coincidently, loads of them had played all night long on that famous last night in Pylos --- It brought back good memories.
Anyway, we finally arrived at the modern town of Delphi, which is right at the bottom of MT. PARNASSUS. Glorious moment --- seeing that mountain was on the top of my list homeslices!
I got off the bus and had until 6PM to venture in Apollo's domain. Let the fun begin!
I really wanted to make a trip up to Delphi and in all honesty, I was a little skeptical. I wasn't sure how this was going to pan-out, but I just went with it and I knew things would work themselves out.
The ride was great --- I had a window seat and the view... Holy Cow.
Once we reached Livadeia, the mountains started to show themselves and OH THEE MU was it ever beautiful! So many memories from my trip to the Rockies came back to mind -- except these mountains didn't have any snow on their peaks... which was weird.
We were doing switch backs after switch backs. I'm so impressed with what these Greek coach busses can do: up and down steep MOUNTAINS, drive through the skinniest streets I've ever seen in my life and make the sickest turns on roads I thought would be impossible --- I suppose all of the above do seem impossible if you are not Greek...!
The drive took three hours and a half and I loved it. I listened to my music on my iPod, which consisted of a playlist I had dedicated to my brother: Tech Nine's 'Worldwide Choppers', 'So Lonely'; Travis Barker's smashing CD, T.I, Busta, Eminem and Chris Brown's 'Beautiful People'. On the other hand, I had a playlist dedicated to my favourite songs and hit singles, coincidently, loads of them had played all night long on that famous last night in Pylos --- It brought back good memories.
Anyway, we finally arrived at the modern town of Delphi, which is right at the bottom of MT. PARNASSUS. Glorious moment --- seeing that mountain was on the top of my list homeslices!
I got off the bus and had until 6PM to venture in Apollo's domain. Let the fun begin!
Mr. Cool and New York
Starting fresh this morning, I tackled another idea I've had simmering in my head for a while. I asked the lovely desk lady to call a cab for me and headed towards another intercity bus station (the equivalent of the Greyhounds, back home).
The cab driver looks at me within the first few seconds after I got in and says, "Where are you from?!"
"CANADA!"
"Ah! Canada! Beautiful country!"
(To skero! Hahaa, I know!)
"My friend went there for a week and loved it... But he didn't know English and his friend who invited him didn't bring him to visit places...."
That sucks. We chatted all the way and he was very cool. He was pointing out some national monuments here and there, let me know when the Acropolis was in distant site of the highway, and talked about his city in general. He told me that for the Olympic Games in '04 that the city got re-vamped -- totally cleaned up and that it was beautiful. It makes sense.
Anyway, as we reached the station, he turns to me and explains that when I come back tonight from my day-trip (which you will know in due time my homeslices) that the driver should start the meter and should give me a receipt. He was so considerate and concerned for my safety that it made me love Greece even more: I've dealt with nothing with great people from the get-go.
I went in the station and bought my ticket and the waiting game began. I got there well in advance, just in case, because depending on the day, my destination is not available on the day of...makes sense?
I walked over to the actual bus 15 minutes before it was supposed to leave and sat on one of the benches. A minute goes by and the guy sitting next to me asks, "Have you been to Delphi before?"
I turn towards him and say, "No...! I haven't, you?"
He hadn't either.
It's such a damn small world --- he's from upstate New York --- Say what?! That's only about nine hours from Ottawa! Holy Skata! Small world, indeed. We start talking a little bit and next thing you know --- it's time to go.
NEXT STOP: DELPHI!
The cab driver looks at me within the first few seconds after I got in and says, "Where are you from?!"
"CANADA!"
"Ah! Canada! Beautiful country!"
(To skero! Hahaa, I know!)
"My friend went there for a week and loved it... But he didn't know English and his friend who invited him didn't bring him to visit places...."
That sucks. We chatted all the way and he was very cool. He was pointing out some national monuments here and there, let me know when the Acropolis was in distant site of the highway, and talked about his city in general. He told me that for the Olympic Games in '04 that the city got re-vamped -- totally cleaned up and that it was beautiful. It makes sense.
Anyway, as we reached the station, he turns to me and explains that when I come back tonight from my day-trip (which you will know in due time my homeslices) that the driver should start the meter and should give me a receipt. He was so considerate and concerned for my safety that it made me love Greece even more: I've dealt with nothing with great people from the get-go.
I went in the station and bought my ticket and the waiting game began. I got there well in advance, just in case, because depending on the day, my destination is not available on the day of...makes sense?
I walked over to the actual bus 15 minutes before it was supposed to leave and sat on one of the benches. A minute goes by and the guy sitting next to me asks, "Have you been to Delphi before?"
I turn towards him and say, "No...! I haven't, you?"
He hadn't either.
It's such a damn small world --- he's from upstate New York --- Say what?! That's only about nine hours from Ottawa! Holy Skata! Small world, indeed. We start talking a little bit and next thing you know --- it's time to go.
NEXT STOP: DELPHI!
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