Saturday
9th June The Limnos was due to leave at 11.00, so I took my time getting up and
ready. I spent most of the day on the boat going to Pireas. It wasn’t hazy
today – a good day to go mountain climbing.
It
wasn’t a very eventful sailing, except that when I got on, there was a flat top
truck-type vehicle filled to the brim with goats – two had to hop out and one
had his back legs hanging over the tailboard. Poor brutes.
At
Pireas I caught the train to Athens. Moving from carriage to carriage was a guy
playing guitar and singing “Leavin’ on a Jet Plane” while a girl collected
money in a cap.
From Omonia Square I walked to the hostel and stayed up quite late
talking with a girl from Melbourne on the way home after spending two years in
Dublin (one year studying Irish literature), a South African girl (Afrikaans,
such a strange accent), and a guy in the German army.
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