Another random rendezvous (RR) occured at the Piraeus port occured as we wandered out of the ticket office.
Dave acting apocalyptic!
We'd overheard a guy in the the ticket office with a highly unusual New Zealandish/Pommy accent who talked in the coolest of colloquialisms. We scored a travel companion and a new vocabulary! Damo introduced himself and asked where us guys were headed. Our plans of visiting the Acropolis were met with an honest 'What's that?'. Damo thought this 'apocalypse' thing' sounded like a good way to spend the day, so he joined us.
It was rushed but interesting to explore the 'apocalypse' with our temporary travel buddy Damo. Despite not knowing the history he took some awesome shots and he was a cruisy guy. We picked up some Greeklish vocabulary from Damo - 'apocalypse' for Acropolis and our personal fave - JAI ROWS for greek kebabs (gyros). We now joke about our constant craving for JAIROWS; 'aww yeah mate I could really go for them gyros you got'. We are pretty much turning into kebabs in our pursuit for the perfect gyros. Some of the best were found in Thira, Santorini.
After our Acropolian adventure we headed to Athens backpackers to pick up our bags and some beverii - beers for the boys and girl. Upstairs at Athens backpackers they have an awesomely chillaxed rooftop bar. The coloured seat cushions and funky tunes made this a mental must for our next Athens stay. We chatted to some fellow travellers including an Oxford physics scholar with an unconventional examination approach. This phD student was doing a European trip despite his exams approaching in 3 weeks. Also talked to his friend James and Dave chatted to a girl called Mola who
Rooftop Bar at Athens Backpackers!
was shattered owing to the theft of her pretty dress shoes. With little time left before our Piraeus passage I headed out for some really good authentic Atheninan jairows (kebabs) with James, Hugo, Damo and Dave.
Relaxed and refreshed we caught the metro back to the port of Piraeus. On the journey Damo had strong words with a man on the train who had tried to unzip his bag. The man didn't take being caught out well - he pressed his face up close to Damo's and evil-eyed him until his stop came up. We arrived with only minutes to spare and ended up running with our packs to the ferry. We secured comfy twin seats each which were great for relaxing but not comfy enough for quality zzzzs. It was a long ride with only 4 hours sleep. Santorini bound, we arrived eventually safe but sleepy.
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