Finally, our Turkish adventure came to an end on September 17th, when Katherine and I flew to Greece. We arrived at our hostel in Athens in the evening, and were informed about its fabulous rooftop bar. Our plan then was to go up to the bar, have our free shot of ouzo, and hang out for a little bit before going to bed. The bar really was amazing, as it casually overlooked the lit up Acropolis. We met a bunch of people from Australia (p.s. we have met so many Australians in every place that we’ve been to, so we came to the conclusion that no one is currently living in Australia since they all seem to be in Europe right now). One free shot of disgusting ouzo turned into a few more drinks, and we spent all night up there and at our hostel’s other sports bar.
The next day, we attempted to explore the city with less than stellar results. You see, Athens itself is not a particularly pretty city- it’s just really big. Everything is very spread out, so there was not really one cool area that had cute shops, restaurants, etc. However, that night, after a long and laborious trek to find food (you would think that in a country known for its fantastic cuisine that it would be easier to find restaurants), we stumbled upon a random little restaurant on a small street. None of the employees spoke English except for one who knew a few words, and the entire menu was in Greek. After some confusion, we ordered more food than we intended to, but… it was, literally, the best meal that I have ever had in my life. Looking back at all of the food that I have eaten in these past twenty years, this meal stands out as the best. I had Greek salad with vegetables that tasted like they picked them out of their garden and immediately placed them on my plate, with two giant slabs of amazing feta cheese. I also had fresh-out-of-the-oven pita bread dipped in the most refreshing tzatziki sauce as well as the most delicious chicken in the world. It had a very strong lemon flavor but was not sour or too intense, and it was so tender and juicy…
Anyhow, early in the morning on the 19th we hopped on a ferry to go to the island of Santorini. Thinking that it would be 2-3 hours max, we were on that damn ferry for 8 hours. It was very beautiful, though, as I was able to see the bluest water that I have ever seen. It was not aqua, like in a tropical place, but just the truest, sapphire blue. Seeing other islands on our way there was also quite lovely as well. Once we arrived, we walked around Fira, the main part of town, and had some fabulous seafood. Fira is somewhat touristy but very cute though, with amazing shopping and lots of restaurants in cobblestoned alleys. It is also right on the edge of a cliff, and its views are absolutely breathtaking. The sun sparkles on the perfectly blue water, with neighboring islands dotting the sea and white buildings along the cliffs. I realized that Santorini is probably one of the most beautiful places that I have ever been to in my life.
After dinner, Katherine and I spontaneously decided that we wanted to get piercings! We found a piercing shop nearby, and we both got the cartilage in our ears pierced. I had been wanting to do so for awhile, so it was so fun to finally just do it. I really like mine, but unfortunately for Katherine her body pretty much rejected the piercing. For the next few days her ear kept bleeding profusely, and she eventually had to take the ring out.
That night, we tried to go to a couple of bars in Fira, but they were all, like, Scottish pubs filled with Australians. We were unsatisfied with the inauthentic experience and went back to our hostel early. Our hostel, though, was the coolest place in the world. It is called Caveland, and all of the rooms feel like old Greek caves. The architecture of the building is in the very traditional Greek style, what with its bright white paint, pink flowers, and some yellow and pink walls. It also overlooks the Aegean Sea.