Welcome to Rhodes

The ferry is about to pull into the port in Rhodes when the entire ferry passangers jump up and head for the door. Its a mad rush. Its like the ferry is on fire or something. We don't understand whats happening. Being caught up in the moment, we decide to get up as well. Watching the lunatics race to the door, the guy behind the bar grabs the microphone and starts scream "What the hell are you people doing? Sit back down until the ferry pulls into the port". So every tom, dick and harry decided to sit back down. Well most of them were still racing towards the door even though there was still 10 minutes before we came to a complete stop.

We decided to race off the ferry as well to check if our suitcases were still there. Jumping off the ferry we found our suitcases dumped in front of the ferry. I'm suprised no one picked it up to steal. But then again they might have tried and realised its quite heavy.

We manage to squeeze into the passport control area where the guy informs us that we can join any line. Later we find out that locals have a separate line to foreigners. So much for we can join any line. Meanwhile the vodka bottles are starting to get annoying.

We stroll out of immigrations to take a deep breathe and realise we are in Rhodes. Then we rush to buy a phone card. Not to make prank calls but to call the hotel. We need advice on the best way to get to the hotel. Not that we follow instructions.

We speak to the woman at the hotel and she informs us that the best way to get to the hotel would be to catch a cab. Seeing as we have so much luggage we agree. She tells us not to pay more than 3 Euros for the trip. So we wander over to the taxi rank and ask the driver how much he would charge us to get to our hotel. He yells out 5 Euros. As if this was a bargain price we rush to the boot to dump our suitcases. Like what the hell? We get told not to spend more than 3 Euros so we spend 5 Euros. I swear we should not make decisions.

We arrive to the hotel and check in. This is when we find out that we have to pay an additional $4.50 a night for air-con. We agree not to get the air-con, thinking we would save $9 a night. We arrive to our room to find it stinking hot.

I open the sliding door to the balcony to let in some fresh air. We spend the next 30 seconds arguing how we are going to cope with the heat. I yell out we will sleep on the balcony when I hear the front door slam. Two minutes later the front door opens and we have a remote for the air-con. I repeat we can't stick to our decisions. Another $9 we have frozen.

You think it would be a simple process - just press the button and the air-con starts. In our case nothing is that simple. We spend the next few minutes argung over how to turn the bloody thing on. We press every button you can think of on the remote. Feeling frustruated by the situation we storm downstairs and attack the receptionist. To our suprise she turns around and asked us if we have pressed the power button. We look at each other, trying to decide whos going to take this question. I feel like turning around and saying what do you think you stupid bitch? Note our attitude is starting to get more agressive by the minute. We practically throw the remote at her and order her to get it fix by the time we return from lunch.

We patrol the streets to find food. After arguing on where to eat, we enter a cafe. We plant ourselves to the seats nearest to the street. We order our food and I'm excited to be having my first moussaka from Greece.

URGENT UPDATE - Apparently I accidently blogged the lasange rather than my moussaka. The top picture is my Moussaka. Hope it didnt shock you too much...

This is when the waiter starts to get annoying. He points to the table next to us and screams out thats my ex girlfriend on a date with her new boyfriend. She sits there giggling like a school girl. Like where the hell do theses freaks find us?

Next thing we know we get sprayed all over with water from the roof of the cafe. They have this system where they try and cool you off. Its actually quite good. We thought that it was a once off thing but we kept getting sprayed every two seconds which just got bloody annoying. This is when we decided to move tables. We moved a table in front. This now makes sense on why people sit further in.

After paying for lunch, we realise we are in Greece. Everythings costing double the money. I can't remember if we left a tip - hope not.

We decided to head to Rhodes Old town. This is when the 8 hour walking marathon started.