25.10.2008 - 25.10.2008
Our feet are tired, but our cameras are full.
We went to a museum in the morning, and since Frommer was wrong again we had to wait half an hour until it opened. It was much smaller than the museum in Athens, but Margaret didn’t realize that so she rushed me along. We got run over by a tour group of students at one point, but other than that we pretty much had the place to ourselves.
At the end I wanted to go back and get a picture with the Sphinx, specifically for a couple of my friends. When we went back I handed the camera to Margaret and moved towards the statue. The lady sitting there said “No posing.” But with a smile. We both thought she was joking because we’d never heard that before and she sounded like she was about to laugh in that teasing sort of way, but when I kept moving towards the statue she kept repeating “No posing! No posing!” in a singsong voice. I said "I thought there was just no flash allowed," and she said “Yes, you can take picture but no flash and no posing.” What kind of logic is that!? So we just left, but I still say it’s a dumb rule.
We caught the bus back to Athens and had an interesting time trying to catch a cab to the metro station. The taxi stand was busy and we couldn’t figure out how the drivers chose their next customers. There wasn’t a line – people just sort of stood there and spoke rapid Greek to each other. Obviously, Margaret and I were at a distinct disadvantage. I think people told the driver where they wanted to go, and if anyone else was heading in that direction then they hopped in too – but who knows. Like I said, it was in Greek. Two women finally took pity on us when they realized we only spoke English and had been standing there for a while. They motioned us to the next cab. Our driver didn’t speak much English, but he told us to be careful in the square because there were thieves, and once again that Greeks are crazy. Good to know. From there we successfully made it to the airport to sit for many hours until our flight, but I didn’t mind the wait. I was just happy that we’d made it.
Margaret: For those that don’t know me, I love to go to new places. Not just because it is fun but because I like saying that I have been to more countries than my current age. (I am at 24 countries at age 23, if you were interested). Before I left for Greece I was a little disappointed that I would not be able to add a country to my list since I had already been twenty years before. Looking back, I was stupid to think this because it was a great trip, no matter what my list says, and I was glad I got the chance to experience it again with Emily.
Overall, the trip was a good one – definitely a success for our first venture alone in the world. There were lots of fun times, and there were other times that were really only funny in retrospect, but overall I thought it was a great adventure and I’m thrilled that everything went so well. I definitely want to go back someday, especially to spend more time in the ancient sites in Athens and to explore Santorini a little more fully. And ride the donkeys!
(P.S. Never again will I go anywhere with Frommer’s. I will return to Greece when Rick Steves has written a masterpiece. And next time – there will be posing!)