A Complicated Morning

This morning was a much large headache than was necessary. We had attempted to book another night at this current hostel the night before, but the desk guy told us to wait untill the next morning. So we dilegently did. The next morning we sauntered down to make the booking only to be told that the hostel may be booked up for the night. The reason that they had not been able to book us the night before was because online bookings come in the morning and have priority over others. Alas their booking is not done by computer, so we had to wait, with the very distinct possiblity that the hostel was booked up, because much of Athens was booked, and the hostel was booked the night we arrived. So we frantically found a place to stay at, along with frantically paking our bags, we than harrassed the desk guy every half hour or so. Us along with many of distraught and disgruntled clients not only slowed the process of assessing whether the hostel had avialiblity it also put the desk guy in a fowl mood. By 10:30 which was a half hour before check out we were packed and ready to leave for a backup plan that we had quickly assembled, as we were ready to leave the guy at the desk said "oh dont worry you guys in the end can keep your room"..... so back we went and unpacked our stuff and than resumed planning what to do for the day.

As to our potentially ruined plans. If everything had gone to smoothly we were to go the Pireaus in the morning, which is the port for Athens since ancient times. Danielle had learnt a great deal about Pireaus and its importance to Athens, so was quite keen to go there. In the afternoon we had also planned to visit some of the remaining acropolis ruins and the National Archelogical Musem. However with the upsept the latter events were cut out. We did manage to head out to the metro to Pireaus but were to be quite dissapointed to find that instead of a quant, beautifual anceint port we found a bustly, stinky, noisy, crowded, ugly port town. We were not completely disuaded, though hopping on the next train back to Athens did cross our minds. Instead we presisted in finding some redeeming qualities about this port town. So off we went with book in hand to find something good. After some walking we virtually stumbled upon another port, which was not like the first. Instead of giant industial ships and ferries, this smaller port had large elegant yatchs that were attached to long peirs. The harbour was lined with shaded cafe's enticing us we walked along. Finally after strolling the length of the harbour one cafe caught our attention. How could we pass up a cold diet coke, and fresh teziki with calimari? We went with our stomachs and found ourselves a seat at this restaurant called Ziller and enjoyed the great greek service, which was at the time pleasently laid back, along with excellent greek cousine. After sitting in the shade from the beating sun for an hour or so we sauntered back to the metro and the hostel to plan the next adventure.

For tonight, I along with Danielle are going to experience the greatness and amazingness that is a greek gyros pita. I have had exstensive experience with the turkish version and I am excited to sample the greek version. Tomorrow we are off to Delpi, where there may or may not be internet, but we will try our best.

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