Sunday, April 18, 2010

Fugitive Diaries: Day One

Day #1. Officially a fugitive. This day was dedicated to a lil R’n’R. I first time I awoke from slumber was due to the noise of our roommates leaving. And then the next awakening was from the maid changing the sheets.

We had figured that the authorities were suspicious of us and the maid confirmed our speculations. While “changing the sheets” I saw her go through my bag to look for the “goods.” Luckily, I was one step ahead of her and had planted my fake passport in my purse. Hahahah.. suckers.


I had set my alarm clock for 10:30; pffft, like that was going to happen. The next time I woke up was around 12:30 and I just laid in bed for an extra 30 minutes. I finally drug myself out of bed and took a shower. I decided I should start waking Andrew up now if I wanted him up in an hour. I might add that my attire for the day consisted of shorts and a halter top! I was wearing shorts and a halter top! We were finally ready for the day and disembarked our room at 14:00. Goal #1: Food. While strolling down the street, I could smell the sweet scent of citrus which was radiating from the orange trees lining the streets.

It was gorgeous outside. The rays hitting my pale skin and my ears taking in the Greek music from the various musicians throughout the street corners heightened my first impression of Greece. We made our way through the lightly crowded streets to catch our first glimpse of the Acropolis. We climbed the hill to find that it was closed. Blasted. But that was just okie dokie because we weren’t really planning on hitting it up that day anyway.


Acropolis from Mars Hill

We then climbed Mars Hill which gave us a spectacular view of Athens. Slightly hilarious, we didn’t even know this was Mars Hill until 2 days later.


 View of Athens from Mars Hill


We then took a stroll heading south and ended up at the Temple of Zeus. At this point I was once again tired and wanted to take a nap. We found a park where we sprawled our on the grass and caught some z’s. I woke up to Andrew throwing these ginormous plants resembling pea-pods at me. We have no idea what they were but they looked cool! We went back to our hostel to freshen up and started toward the Plaka to do some shopping and find some dinner. We were coaxed into a restaurant by a white haired, weather beaten, Greek man. We ordered our food and our waiter was quite friendly. Andrew and I usually get the comment about dating, but this time the “M” word was used.
 What is the “M” word you might ask? M-a-r-r-i-a-g-e.

Waiter: So are you guys married?


Us: *Rolling our eyes* Heck no! We’re cousins!

Waiter: There is nothing wrong with that.

Nicole: Hey, that is illegal in the States!



Chuckles. It was really funny. He kept joking with us and told us where to go at night to see the real Athens. Lesbians, gay, bi-sexuals…. It was slightly awkward/funny. At first I wasn’t sure if he was serious or not but he most definitely was. We were getting ready to pay when he brought out dessert on the house. A cake with hints of citrus and a berry sauce drizzled on top. As Campbells puts it, “Mmm Mmm Good!” After dinner we leisurely walked into the heart of the Plaka.We had been previously warned about all the puppy dogs scattered throughout Athens. When I pictured these dogs I had imagined these frail, hungry looking, timid dogs. These dogs are big, fluffy, and cute! Andrew made the mistake of petting one of these dogs and it then followed us around. Andrew couldn’t shake him off! We were going into shops and he would follow us. Blasted dog! At one point Andrew was at one end of the car and the dog was at the other. They were playing a little game.
Andrew would go one way and the dog would follow! Andrew lost the game (Which reminds me, I lost the game) and the dog caught up to him again. He kept biting his shoes and jumping on him I was laughing hysterically and the locals were also smiling. They attempted to help us shake this doggie off by calling him and offering him incentives, but nothing worked. Andrew had made a real friend. We finally entered a store, pretending we didn’t know the lil guy, and the owner shoo-ed him out. Greek! Duh! The doggie doesn’t know English, he speaks Greek. Note to self: look up “shoo” in Greek.


Andrew & His New Friend

 
We had finished our dinner where our cover was almost blown by our waiter. We were able to evade the situation and exit without any mishaps. The authorities must have planted undercover dogs within civilian dogs and given them our scent. As we were walking toward our second mission, one must have caught our scent and started trailing us. Every time we turned around he would look in the opposite direction, but he didn’t know that I have eyes in the back of my head. He decided to take the initiative and make the first move. He charged after Andrew and jumped on him, trying to take him down. This proved to be unsuccessful and we eventually lost him.

We continued our shopping and for the next hour or so we never saw the doggie again. I went to go pet a cute little kitty and Andrew was like, “Nicole! Didn’t we learn our lesson the first time?!” “Ok father!” We then bought cool items from the vendors and continued on wandering the streets where Andrew spotted the same dog! Drew pointed him out and I didn’t believe him cause there are about a bagillion dogs that are black and look like that. We passed him and looked back to see the dog lift up his nose, take a smell, and look straight at us. He remembered Andrew’s scent! RUN!!!!!! And we ran into another shop, but he is a smart little bugger who followed us. He just sprawled out again on the floor but the shopkeeper didn’t mind. This little girl must have taken offense to it because she started screaming at the dog! It was hilarious. She had hand motions and everything. But the dog just looked up, gave her a smirk, and put his head back down. Once we left the shop, we were able to abandon the poor puppy dog and head back to our hostel. We of course had to make a pit stop for ice cream, I am glad to see they have it in Greece. That night we had the whole room to ourselves which was nice.


We were weaving in and out of shops, buses, cars, and streets. We did not want to face another encounter. As we were getting in place for our assignment, we passed our enemy. We were hoping that he wouldn’t catch our scent and we began to book it. We underestimated our opponent’s sniffer and he caught up to us. We devised a plan to use a little girl to distract our follower to be able to escape the vicinity of his nose power.

View #2 From Mars Hill
Parthenon from Bottom

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