Should have gone to turkey....
Trip Start
May 08, 2006
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Trip End
Mar 07, 2007
Athens,
Greece
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
They remembered me at the hostel, didnt even need my name. How could they forget me. The whiny complaining guy... Went into the dorm room, made my bed. This japanese guy comes out of the bathroom covered in bites that made the ones i had look like nothing. I tell him to go to the hospital, they will strip you down and check you out. He left and i, thinking i had no bites anymore, panicked and went down stairs and tryed to change rooms, i asked for room 101 (my old room), i told them i had a friend in that room and wanted to stay in their room. They said sorry it is full. I said ok and walked off. I paced back up the stairs
a. floor i slept on
. Pulled out the australian tea tree oil i payed 20 bucks for in prague. Put it on the bed posts. I couldnt relax, thinking i was cured and not wanting to relive the same thing again i went back down to reception and got them to come close. I whispered to them and said that i have stayed with the japenese guy in some other country and he is a terrible snorer. They gove me another room. I felt so guilty, but relived i wouldnt have to worry about touching anything in the room i was in. I didnt see the japenese guy again until i was leaving. I made up some lie about accidently going to the wrong room. Karma being karma, i am getting bitten again.My goal for athens was to get a flight to jordan. I walked around all day asking travel agents for flights. They gave enormous estimates of 500 and 600 oz dollars. I looked on the web and found it was the same. I was blowing up. I looked up flights from instanbul. About 350 - 400 bucks oz. I should have gone to turkey!!!! (insert napoleon dynamite voice) IDIOT!!.
There was also another concern. I had only about 200 oz in the bank account and 150 oz in my wallet. I couldnt even book anything online because it would take a day to transfer money over. Its stupid how transfer processing dosent happen on weekends.
b. Royal Jordaninan
I ended up finding a travel agent, i think it was a bucket shop. I term i found out meant does cheap deals for people from a certain area (e.g. middle east). I got a flight on royal jordanian next day to amman in jordan. I withdraw all but 20 bucks from my bank account and had just enough money for a gyro, a bottle of water and my accomadation. Luckily late at night the transfer went through. I was packing it.
I tryed to get some guy in a photo shop to burn my photos onto cd. After an hour i went back and he was still going. He held up the memory card and said format. I went WHAT!!! I grabbed the memory card and the photos were still there. He gove me 1 cd he had done. I checked it, he had stuffed it up, only half were there. I went back and got my money back. He blew up big time. I said No good and walked out. Next day i burned them myself and posted them home.
Got my flight to Jordan. Royal Jordanian was a great airline. On demand movies, good games. They give you everything. It was wierd to be the token white guy on the plane too. Surrounded by people of middle eastern appearence. It would be the beginning of a new wave of understanding for me. Especially the prayer that comes on the screen while it is taking off. I was like, what does this mean??? The flight was so short the movie i was watching got cut off.
