Fortunately I had packed last night because I was woken up
today with the news that the Kalymnos star ferry wasn’t running so we had to
get on another earlier “Ferry.” We all got taxi’s down to where you get the
ferries from and sat and had a Frappe while we waited. What arrived couldn’t be
called a ferry, more of a 3 person fishing boat… with 12+ tourists and luggage
piled onto it. I’m pretty sure it was illegal aswell because the captain kept
on telling us to stay inside the boat and not stand out on the deck. We arrived
in Kos safely without drowning. The wait at Kos airport was surprisingly
bearable and in no time we were on our way to Athens.
When I got to Athens I was greeted by Thia Katina. We went
back to her house which is in a very nice area, no where near as crowded, dirty
or muggy as Athens. I met her husband and only one of her sons, Vasili. Vasili,
Katina and I headed to Suoni that afternoon which is an ancient temple to
Poseidon, and from this temple you can see the cliffs that supposedly that guy
who killed the minotaur’s dad threw himself off when his son forgot to change
the colour of his sales when returning home. We went back to Katina’s house,
had some leftover yemista for dinner chatted for a while then went to bed.
