The hostel from hell

A Hostel Experience

We caught the bus back to Athens from Sounion. We nearly missed the bloody bus because Levi decided he had to pee at the last minute. After jumping back on the bus we popped a few more motion sickness pills which sent me to sleep. We woke up near Athens and jumped off the bus. We did more sightseeing around Athens. We were going to go inside this park to take pictures of broken stones but then realised there was an entrance fee. So we did the next best thing - decided to sneak in. This was Levi's idea. He made us walk around the park until we nearly did a full circle. Finally we noticed we couldn't jump the fence so we found the best spot to take random shots. We also realised we can get good far shots of the Acropolis.

After this sudden sightseeing plan we headed towards the markets where I spent quite alot more on oil paintings which I didn't need. I also brought huge Greek Island posters which were cheaper 4 shops down.

While I was randomly purchasing paintings Levi showed up with a pita roll in his hand. What type of sick person buys a pita roll without me? This lead to me running to the pita shop and buying one. Mind you I think I was sick of them by the end of this one. I don't think I could possibly eat one for a long time.

The day wouldn't be complete without calling our Christine to abuse. Our friend Pierre decided to call her and tell her that he thinks she has a great butt. She was overjoyed by this. For crying out loud woman who enjoys a conversation with a stranger telling them about how good their butt is? This was a good stress relief exercise.

We headed back to our hotel to collect our luggage that was stored in the middle of the stairway. It was luckly still there. We collected them and headed to the backpackers hostel. I have never stayed in a hostel and now I know why. This place was flithy. I can't explain how dirty I felt in this place. We only paid about 15 Euros for it but trust me it was so not worth it. We had to make our own beds with sheets and bed linen they gave us. God knows whos had sex on them. They smelt bad. After making our bed we decided to take a shower, only discovering that there are no towels. We needed our own towels. For crying out loud this was getting worst. I had to wipe myself with my dirty clothes. How disgusting. What was the point of the shower in the first place. So picture this - no soap, no shampoo and no towels...

The whole hostel incident and day took alot out of me. We went for dinner and I couldn't bare the thought of another pita roll. So instead I decided to try GreekMac while the other guys munched away on a pita roll. The GreekMac was actually quite good.

We returned back to the hostel in hope of an early night as our plane flight to Istanbul was at 8am. Which meant a 4:30am wakeup call. We packed our bags and tried sleeping early only to be woken up with the loud screaming of soccer fans outside the hostel watching the game. I think at one stage I fell asleep until my phone alarm went off at 4:30am...