The rhythmic drone of the snore chorus was the not so gentle backdrop for my wake up this morning. Awoke to a slight cloudy haze after a cracking nights sleep (ear plugs are a gift from Zeus) and then discovered the haze was due to a half cup of Jamiesons with ice from about 1am the night prior. I continue to stress to Erik my teacher bud from Detroit that this may be whiskey for Americans but a single single malt would not have such an appalling effect! Damn blends.

So hit the day at running pace, bag packed, hostel checked out, ice tea finished all before 9am. Have collected my bus ticket to Turkey for next Monday and then chillaxed.

After having spent 2 hours walking I caught a rather delightful lunch in the shade of the White Tower, a truly superb baguette, amazingly crusty, nice and juicy and some nice crumbly cheese.

Finally went back to the hostel to say goodbye to Canadian Art Student Yissa. You smell like a 'freaking'(substitutes on couple of words there) granny. What the .... Fudge (few blog still child safe...saved it). The mockery received would have been hurtful except the fact she was still scratching her many mosquito bites especially the one on her posterior and continuously being dived bombed where I was in the clear living the iced tea happy high life. After receiving a record 12 bites in one evening I caved went to Greek outdoor shop and got a geranium smelling anti moz spray. Now despite smelling like my gran the horrible little cretans wouldn't go near me.(can I say that about Crete in Greece?) The look of relief of her face became tangible to say the least. She really is quite clueless... i try to discover if it is naivety or confidence... I still don't know. We shared a giant bag of cherries in the afternoon sun grabbed from the local market, iced frappes (hers decaf... leading to a tirade of abuse from me) and swapped travel stories. Oh to be 19 again. She is just starting her adventures, I feel the enormity of my acquired traveller experiences and wonder how those ten years disappeared so fast.

It's been really fun travelling by myself. If you want company you find it, but if you need some down time you can stick your headphones and put the "nobody at home face on!"

Right three buses to grab to get to next destination Meteoro.

Oh... Aircon bus... Yes please ... And relax.