This has never happened to me before – my flight was an hour early. The security person said this was normal since I bought the ticket before Israel switched to daylight savings time. The flight attendant said it was a mistake. Either way, I’m on my way to Athens, blogging from my phone, for the first time ever, out of sheer boredom.
As I arrived it turned out that my plans to take the metro to the station nearest to my hotel are not going to work out since a section of the metro, including said station, is going through the period in its existence some people may call “renovation” but I would call “the stupid fuckers should provide some assistance for uninformed tourists.”
I was saved by a free Wi-Fi network (thanks ONTelecoms, whoever you are), the GPS in my phone and brut maps, which together provided me walking directions to my hotel. Without these things I would have been forced to try and communicate with the natives, something undesirable as I’m sure you’ll agree.
My hotel room wasn’t ready yet so with help from Alex, the very nice guy at the hotel reception, I embarked on my traditional aimless walk of the local streets. This time it turned out well – as you can see from the pictures, I got to very nice places.
Should a Greek Salad be called a “Greek Salad” in Greece? Shouldn’t it just be called a “Salad”?
You’re right :D
But they really do call it Greek Salad in most places. Others call it Traditional Salad.