Fugitive Diaries: Day 7

We once again woke up in our comfortable little hotel room to a morning of sunshine. Our plan for the day was to see the ruins of Apollo and Athena. We started the short walk to the ruins from our hotel room and ended at our destination: the Sanctuary of Apollo. While taking in these ruins and observing all of the treasuries, the only thing I could think of is how so many people dedicated their lives to the wrong god(s); effort, money, and sacrifice were given to these frauds. It was quite a dismal thought. There was a Greek tour guide with a Texas Longhorns had that was giving a tour to 2 oldish Americans. Since we did not have a tour guide, we decided to talk this small group and listen in. I think they might have become suspicious... but they never said anything. Just as we were beginning to leave, a hoard or tourists just began to flood the entrance. Thank God we missed those people! We left just in the nick of time.

Fanny Pack! & Matching Chinese Tourists

But while walking to the Sanctuary of Athena, we passed a little store that said they had hamburgers. Andrew was excited and wanted to eat there on the way back, I didn’t really care what we are so I was game. On the way back, we stopped at the restaurant but no hamburgers. One thing we have learned in Greece, SIGNS LIE. It is SOOO disappointing. Instead we just ate a sandwich and Andrew bought a 3 Euro tiny glass of orange juice. Chuckles, sucker. On the way back we passed this giant store where the only product they have is slushies! Slushies, slushies everywhere! All sorts of flavors of yummy goodness. Just the sight of them convinced me. Once I purchased my mango slushy, I looked and there was a peach slushy with champagne! I was SOOO mad that I had missed that one! I almost wanted to buy another one but they were a little on the pricy side so I didn’t. But I did grumble about it for the next ten minutes. We then decided to do a little souvenir shopping. In one store, there were these 2 old men who owned it and they would stand behind you and read everything that is on the product outloud. Thank you very much for reading that because I was incapable! One of the funniest times was when I was looking at a shirt and he ripped it out of my hand and pointed to the tag, “Made in Greece and NOT China!” Chuckles, it was hilarious. Andrew and I split off and were going to meet at our hotel. As I was walking down the street all of these people kept saying hi to me, which I thought was kind of strange. Finally one young gentleman was standing outside his store and said, “Do you know why everyone is saying hi to you?” My response was, “Ummm. No.” With a big smile on his face, “Because you’re cute!” With a nervous smile I chuckled and said thanks and bee-lined for our hotel. Stupid freaking Andrew, where is my husband when I need him. I mean that’s mildly flattering and all but I guess I’m not very good at accepting those complements. Once Andrew got back we went out to a local shop and ate some gyros and watched many episodes of the Office. Tomorrow = Thessaloniki!