Sorry it took me so long to update but this past week has just been a whirlwind. We spent time trying to figure out travels plans for the next 3 months and everything. So far, I've booked tickets for Barcelona, Spain in March for 5 days, then we're going to Crete next weekend for 4 days. I still have to book hostels/hotels for both of them and buy ferry tickets for Crete. Then in March we're going to Delphi and Thessaloniki. Some of my friends are going to Meteora too, but I'm going with my parents when they come visit in April! :) Then for Spring Break we're going to fly down to Rhodes and island hop our way back to Athens.
So this weekend, we went to a city by the coast called Patras to celebrate carnival. We left Saturday at noon with the plan of staying up all night and taking the bus back at 5:45 am. Well, let's just say things didn't quite go according to plan. The bus ride was about 3 hours long so we got to Patras Saturday afternoon at around 3. So we wandered around the city and at lunch at a Souvlaki place where we got Pita club sandwiches with chicken. We sat there for a while then wandered around the city looking at decorations. We bought some one and snack and went to the ferry port and sat on a ledge next to the water and watched the sunset. We were being complete Americans sitting there taking pictures, singing songs, and just taking everything in. I am definitely living the life right now, just lounging in Greece, traveling. Then we went into the plaza when the sun went down and ate us some dinner. We went to this pizza/pasta place and sat there for about 2 hours. I think people were getting annoyed of us loud Americans. After that we walked into the city to a plaza where the Carnivale celebrations were going on. There were games and music and people dressed up (it's basically like halloween). But there were a lot of immigrants there and eventually the 12 of us were surrounded of them. At first they were just talking to one of the guys in our group then slowly more of them started appearing and before we knew it they were everywhere. My friend said he thought that the guys were going to mug him because they were leading him aways and every one of the shop owners seemed to know him and were leading him there. So we decided to leave and a few of them followed us and asked for one of our guys' phone numbers, so he gave him a fake one. Then we walked away from the sqaure and went into a club where there were more Greeks and things were safe from there. That's when I realized that I didn't have my camera with me anymore. It had been either in my pocket or bag so it could have either fallen out or someone pick pocketed me. A few of my friends wanted to go back and look for it with me but the guys wouldn't let us go back there in case anything happened. So we ended up just hanging out at the club for about 2 hours to pass the time and hopped on the 2:45am bus home. All in all the trip wasn't what I expected and definitely more expensive too considering I lost my camera, but it was an experience. an adventure. Sitting by the water and watching the sunset was definitely worth it.
Today I ventured to Syntagma and bought myself a new camera. I'm going to miss that Canon but I have great expectations for this Fujifilm :) I'm excited to go test it out in Crete this weekend!
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