Agía

The long bus trip …… time not distance to get us close to the airport for tomorrow’s flight. No walking other than 2 klm to the bus stop then another 3 klm to our apartment. What luck , we were only to book in at 18h00, but when we got there at 13h00 we were put into a studio by the hostess who did not know one word of English. The host arrived later welcomed us and we settled into a really cozy room. Hot and sweaty means a cold shower and cloths strewn all over. A knock at the door 🚪 it was our host to tell us we were in the wrong room…… we must move quickly quickly and Hasty packing was done as the original tenants were waiting for their room. We plonked ourselves and our luggage on the veranda but our host was very apologetic said only check in at 6. But brought us a beer 🍺 then offered a free lift to the airport the next morning. Wow what a super man who had survived cancer. He escaped ( I think from his wife) each day to tend chickens on his small holding. He told us of his two big resident snakes that he fed milk and they in turn ate the rats. They did not mind him working there he said. We went for a last swim and had dinner at the end of the runway watching planes land and leave . Tomorrow Athens and a different journey in a city awaitsRead more