Travelled with Martin to Greece. We took the train to Sofia to find out that there was a train strike in Greece so we could only go this far! . . . A bulgarian man offered to show us, and an Australian man, where we could take a bus. It was all a bit too hectic for the Australian who'd left his wife upstairs! After sweating about it somewhat he went to collect her but told us very clearly that he had met the man first and that if there were only two seats left they were his! Hee Hee! Then we had to hand over our passports to the lady who organised the buses until we received our tickets! . . . Oh it was all a bit too much for the Aussies, much to our amusement! But alas! We reached our destination and before long we were on the Ouzo!

In Athens there are ruins everywhere. Having looked at images in books and on TV where the ruins are isolated within a rectangular frame its strange to just stumble upon them in the middle of a busy street, but quite beautiful. Whilst we were looking for a place to stay we passed old ruins, modern trendy shops, outdoor restaurants and cafes. Then we, unknown to us entered a prostitute area where we were offered a room for 10Euros. It sounded cheap until we realised it was only for 1 hour! We marched on and turned the corner into a street where we had to make our way through a crowd of Asian guys who had taken over the road! Who knows what they were up to. Maybe this is just their daily business but one of them offered Martin a phone. It was not far from here that we found our hotel. We checked in and got ready to go out for the evening. We checked the balcony door as we were leaving to find that it didn't lock but we decided it would be okay and left. We arrived on the street just in time to witness a junky trying to help up another junky who was lying crumpled on the ground, and get eyeballed by a strange guy standing on the corner. I'm still not sure whether he was looking to buy or sell but we knew then that we'd picked a cracking place to stay!