Beach

This update is running late and out of timetable order.

I am now in Santorini getting a tan on my tan and drinking far too much. I have just climbed over a very large mountain to get to the next beach from ours. My biggest and most stressful decision seems to be wether or not to go to another sun drenched Greek Island full of beautiful (available) people (well, im thinking of Mykonos. We all know what happens there) or go to Turkey.

Allow me to continue from where I didn't leave off.

....I was sitting on the beach afterwards when a large piece of watermelon hit me in the back of the head. Strategically aimed by a Girl from Melbourne who had been in Athens doing a course (obviously not on watermelon throwing) and had not wanted it (the watermelon) in her drink. We were all sitting around a beach fire and at one point a group of people (ok, Drunk, brazen people) decided to take all thier clothes off and jump in the water.

One night we were followed home by a large dog that scratched the door for 1/2 an hour trying to get in.

I'm not sure where I was the last time I wrote or what had happened, so i'm not sure if I mentioned that when we landed at Madrid half of the plane went to the wrong baggage carousel to collect thier bags which (obviously) didn't arrive. We all passed through customs (with nothing to declare except that we had no bags)and into the outside world and then had to fight our way through all the welcomers waiting outside the OTHER arrivals gate until some poor unsuspecting sod came through the (usually) one-way doors and we all did the reverse dash the wrong way through customs to collect our goods. Continuing with Spanish airport dramas our flight to Athens was delayed two hours for no apparent reason. The two dogs on the plane didn't seem to mind.

I have been taking photographs of Nuns. Not sure why. I took one once and liked the look of it. I now have quite a collection. All Nuns photographed so far have no idea. (Unless they have been told by a higher source which may be why I haven't seen any for a while).

We arrived for the opening ceremony of the paralympics only to find that every Greek on the planet had apparently come home especially for the opening ceremony of the paralympics which meant for quite a number of people who had travelled half way around the world there were NO TICKETS left. We queued for a while outside the stadium with 50 other people all holding little signs asking for spare tickets, which in the interim were being bought for ridiculous prices by a shifty looking cockney scalper and his extended shifty-looking entourage. There was really no hope so we went out and got drunk.

I was told we didn't miss much at the opening ceremony from someone who should know. Apparently just a lot of people limping around a big tree which got in the way of everything.

We did go and see the Aussie women beat(just) 62-61 the Americans (Reigning Olympic Champs) at thier first match this morning. The girls have gone on to win at least one more match at last update.

Now I go and contemplate the 32 days I have left. Mykonos on Sunday. Possibly Turkey and possibly not. I could spent anothewr three weeks here and meld into the lifestyle.