Were at the Olympics…….A month late!

The stolen breakfast

I was the first one awake this morning for a change. I jumped into the shower and waited for the others. Levi was still in sleep mode so we left him lying in bed. Well not before I left some money on his chest and took a photo. Thanks for a good time whore!

We grabbed breakfast and the cake they had was so yummy. I couldn’t get enough of this cake. I was seriously missing banana bread back at home but this cake was quite yummy. This is when my friend discovered the mouldy bread. It looked gross but hey you can’t expect a 5 star service here but the least they can do is have nice bread.
Action needed to be taken. So what do we do? We manage to steal as much breakfast as possible for Levi. My friend had enough under her jacket to feed half a neighbourhood. We even stole an egg! Seriously who goes around stealing breakfast? You gotta love what you get up to in Europe. Oh and just for the record I took a photo of the stolen breakfast if anyone is interested.

Finally we got Levi dressed and ready to go out. We had various places we wanted to see today. First thing was to go to the hostel that Levi was supposed to stay at. You see Levi gave details of a hostel he was going to stay at to the airline. After a short train ride we arrive at this hostel. It’s in some deserted little neighbourhood and you can tell that this neighbourhood is not safe at all. Cabramatta here we come.

The Bags are LOST again

We stand at reception until some one decides to serve us. Levi explains that a bag was supposed to be delivered here from the airline. The woman looks at us like were a complete bunch of idiots. She informs us that the airline dropped the bag in the morning but because Levi didn’t have a booking she sent the bag back. Apparently she wasn’t informed on what was happening so decided not to take the bag. So it’s back to square one. The bag has been re-lost. We run outside to call the airline and finally track Levi’s bag. After much of Levi’s persuasion they agree to deliver the bag again this afternoon. So we race back into reception and tell the woman to keep the bag this time. She finally agrees.

After the bag fuss, it was time for some sightseeing but not before we make a call to Christine. Our French friend Pierre decides to call her. We managed to get through to her voice mail. Yes that was the whole plan. We wanted to leave a voice mail. Pierre suddenly screams, “Show us your tits” and hangs up. We seriously taught him well. After this stress relief exercise it was time for some partying!

We catch the train to the Olympic site and finally arrive. We walk out thinking hey were at Homebush in Sydney only to realise that the Olympic site is completely closed and barricaded. You gotta love the fact that 3 nut cases come to the Olympics after the Olympics. Seriously who in their right mind comes to the Olympics a month late only to discover it’s all over. So after a few happy snaps here and there and being harassed by guys selling Olympic pins it was time to kick back with some lunch.

We jump back on the train to head back to a place we saw earlier. We jump out of the train and find a nice restaurant to have some lunch in. I stupidly order souvlaki. You think I would be sick of it after Mykonos. After having lunch while the dog was barking in my ear we decide to head to the hotel.

Dude where's my camera

While walking back to the hotel Levi thought he lost his camera. We all panicked thinking he got pick pocketed. Soon we realised the camera was tied on his belt and it was behind his butt. So we strolled back to the hotel in relief.

Levi decided to grab another nap while we went to Sunquest to complain about our whole Mykonos incident. You think we would walk into an office and throw a tantrum but we didn’t. Instead we got a letter for travel insurance and managed to leave the office with some leaflets on Athens nightlife.

Next stop was the CD shop I spotted downstairs. I managed to walk in and spend 40 Euros in less than 5 minutes. I had to review my spending process so it was time to get some Greek coffee. After grabbing Greek coffee we realised there was no where to sit. We even tried maccass next door but the place was simply packed.

The breast carer

We wandered around Pitt Street for a while where I spotted a woman handing out leaflets about breast control. She ignored my friend and that’s when we realised that she didn’t care about my friend’s breasts. What type of an inconsiderate person doesn’t care about my friend’s tits?

We headed back to the hotel for a short siesta. After our naps we decided to head to the markets. The markets were closing on us. I managed to buy an Olympic toy just before they slammed the gate on my fingers.

The Pita roll incident

We decided to grab some dinner. Thinking we can do a cheap night we went to a restaurant and ordered pita rolls. They were supposed to cost us $1.70 Euros. The waiter brought us a plate with kebab and bread. The bill arrived later and we payed with 10 Euros. The waiter took the bill away and returned to complain that he charged us the wrong amount and we owed him $6.90 per plate. We should have just dumped the 10 Euros and ran for it. Seriously we got ripped off bad. The worst part was that the kebab was actually really good.