Delfini Hotel Piraeus

... the restaurants on the waterfront reading menus and listening to all the pitches. Each place seemed better than the next. When we decided on one – the one with the hanging ball lights – we started back. I got confused and said yes to the hawker outside the restaurant that was next to the one with the hanging ball lights. It happened so fast - I said yes, he led me to a table, and our group just followed. We ...

... mousse like texture and served with onion and olive oil. <br><br>Fried Fritters made from tomatoes or zucchini were common everywhere, quite delicious, and extremely popular in Santorini. <br><br>One of the best but very local dishes we enjoyed was a pasta called Matsata. It was only served in Folegandros and it&#8217;s a homemade pasta similar to a thick al dente spaghetti. It is served with a spicy tomato sauce mixed with olive oil then usually topped with chicken or goat. We loved ...

... Wedding when Voula's father Gus introduces the extended family to Ian's WASP parents, and it seems like all the cousins have the same three names. To deal with the confusion of so many related people having the same name, the Greek ID cards list your name, then "of [father's name]." Greek people usually don't have middle names, unless you are born on a special saint's day, and then you might be given the saint's ...

8-4-08 Home of Greek mythology After waking up pretty late in Piraeus, Greece, I realized that for the first time in quite a while I had no plan or goal for this country. Sure, we'll be seeing the Acropolis in Athens, Greece with Jono Spring who is a friend from our first SAS voyage and happens to be vacationing here with family during the last two days of our stay, but I had no plans for the first two days. After researching the local sights, I figured the best place I ...

... little to no practical use or means to practice those in New Zealand. I asked them if they knew Japanese, Mandarin, Korean or Te Reo Maori? No, because those are the languages that dominate my country and are the cultures influencing and changing along with ours. Pahkeha might take its entomological roots from a dirty phrase but it still seems more apt than to try and group ourselves in with 2000 years of history and cultures that are completely different ...

... this is Athens and it's almost summer. On the other hand, we discovered that many of the sites extend their hours starting the third week in June. Yay! We dined at the Xenios Zeus, yes, the same restaurant where the girls and I had lunch the day they saw the Acropolis, too. It's located at the base of the Acropolis, on a random side stree of the Plaka, and what's special about it is that there's nothing between you and the top of the mountain except a ...

... to stand guard as they get the most photos taken. After meeting all the people on the tour, that night turned into quite the party. The hostel had 500ml beers for 2? ($3cdn) and they seemed to do the trick. One hangover later we woke up and headed for a day trip into the Peloppenese region. This is area is west of Athens along the Aegean sea. We stopped off at the Corinth canal along the way. An insanely huge canal that you can bungee off in summer. Our destination was Nafplion, home to ...

Enjoyed a wonderful early morning walk (in cool conditions) around ancient Olympia - place where original Greeks trained in athletics and other sports to show how fit and strong they were. Apparently all sports of the time were carried out nude, hence the various statues always showing the male of the species naked. The area was discovered by a German ...

... keskella ruuhkaista Ateenaa ja nahda taustalla ikivanha Akropoliksen kukkula, historia ja nykyaika yhdistyvat taalla luontevasti. Pikanttina yksityiskohtana mainittakoon, etta mina ja sisko naimme tanaan shoppailureissulla kuolleen miehen, joka oli aivan asken hypannyt ikkunasta. Tama on se kerta, jolloin KIITAN syvasti sita, etta mulla on helkkarin huono valokuva-/kasvomuisti. Katsahdin kokonaisuutta vain ...

After a seven hour train trip that was lightyears away in terms of comfort from the last train I had been on (I got a seat and a tray table!) I got into Athens at about midnight, and still suffering from go-where-the-wind-blows-me syndrome, with nowhere to stay. I went with a brit couple to the nearest hostel to Larissa station, which unfortunately for all of us was full. They went off in search of a cheap hotel room, not a problem when you were paying in GBP and in a dodgy cheap ...