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Published: April 19th 2006
The Greek people talk with their hands, passion, waving about, I was wandering around the streets of Athens and caught a netted football match. They are worse than the English, more shouting and waving than playing. In my first three days here I saw two cab drivers get accosted for stopping in the median, several people slam payphones and men sipping coffee presumably to restore the vocal cords, but its not anger that drives it.
But the kitty incident was too much, for a block and a half I followed behind two men vigorously shouting, screaming almost, waving hands furiously. One man had a furry object wrapped up in a plastic bag, bits poking out. When I overtook them, to my amused horror I saw a cute, terrified face of an orange kitten on the ride of its life. I can only guess the plastic bag was for the piss that was shook out of it.
Bike parts from Israel, parts from Greece, and in the post which I pick up in the morning, the last pieces from Austria. A pain in the ass but I cant wait to start riding. While I was in Mykonos I ran into a
professional photographer, Rick Gunn, (http://www.rickgunnphotography.com/index.html) who is a veteran of several years of touring, besides the wheels he gave me the thumbs up on my equipment and expectations and got me even more excited to hit the road.
Waiting for the gear I took the bike to the islands to ride around and kill time, you can't really visit Greece without hitting the beach. Cold was the theme in the islands though, I picked up a bit of a sore throat from sleeping by the beach, whipping winds and low temps I was impressed with the holiday makers defiantly hitting the beach in bikinis and goosebumps.
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