2 Overnight Ferries in 3 nights & Yummy Greek Food

The next day was our flight to Athens where we had to meet another friend in the airport and quickly find our way to the port for an overnight ferry to Crete. The ferry was not too bad, and I was able to get a few hours of sleep, but not too much more than the night before when I arrived home at six and woke up only a few hours later for our flight.

We walked around the town of Chania where the port is in Crete and then headed to another town where our hostel was located. After a two-hour walking tour of the area with our luggage, we finally found our hostel. It seems the paper with the street name that we had was spelled incorrectly when translated from Greek to English.

Our hostel in Crete was only 9 Euros a night- what a bargain! We also had to go outside to get to the bathrooms in the hostel that did not have towels to dry us off after a nice cold shower. That night however we figured we could afford a delicious Greek dinner on the beach. Greek food was definitely my favorite.

Our plan of laying out in the sun was ruined by rain the next day so we just hopped from café to café. Later on we were finally able to walk around some old ruins before catching our second overnight ferry. That morning I woke up and refused to wear anything but my bathing suit and a black dress with the hopes of making it to a sunny beach later on. That dream never came true but I did wear my bathing suit for what felt like (and probably was) a few days because of the overnight ferry. I woke up at 4:30 Athens after the ferry with a nice indent on my hip from the tie in my bathing suit digging into my skin.

We arrived at our hostel at 7 am with it still raining outside in Athens. Can you imagine how tired we were after 2 overnight ferries in 3 days??? Even though it we were tired and it was gross outside, we only had one and a half days to see Athens. At this point my sneakers were still soaked from the day before and my stylish black boots were so well worn that they basically had holes in the bottom and were not conducive to rain. This led me to buy another pair of black boots out of necessity.

I also joined the “bruise club” as we walked out of our hostel that morning; I slipped down the very slippery wet steps adding a nice bruise to my back in the poring rain. This was in addition to the bruises on my leg from carrying around my suitcase the past week and let me join my friend in the bruise club who had slipped down the entire flight of stairs in our Crete hostel (the one where you have to go outside to get to the bathrooms); she called it a “log flume.”

We were able to see the acropolis in the afternoon and once again I very much enjoyed the Greek food. The next day we saw some more sights including the original Olympic stadium and then was off to Paris!