Turns out that the bus doesn’t leave from our town, but from another that is an hour and a half away by car. Ok, fine.
My friend’s cousin said that he has a ride organised and everything planned. He’ll let us know the exact time we’re supposed to meet and leave. Ok, fine.
He was 15 minutes late to our meeting about the trip, my friend is regularly late for everything. I like to get everywhere on time, or like 5 minutes early.
His ride is picking him up at 9, that’s when I should be at my friend’s and they’ll come and get us. Yeah, sure.
I expected everyone involved to be late, so I went there at 9:10. She wasn’t ready. She wasn’t dressed and her suitcase wasn’t packed.
I hate how obsessed she gets with her dog. She couldn’t control it whatsoever. It kept jumping on me and my things. And she just stood there and laughed instead of letting me go inside.
She forgot to pack a beach towel. She couldn’t decide on which book to bring along. It was a mess.
I literally went inside and cried for about 30 seconds just to let it all out and then pretended everything was alright.
Right, the cousin arrived at a quarter to 10 and we left at 10. The ride was not that bad, but I was kind of worried because I didn’t know the driver. She kept sleeping on my shoulder while the cousin kept talking and talking.
He apparently hates people who don’t talk a lot. Which is exactly what I am. I thoroughly enjoy the silence and am not uncomfortable with it.
He kept talking and talking about the most random things that I couldn’t care less about.
When we got to the city, the driver said he wasn’t sure where he was supposed to go, and the cousin said he’ll tell him when to turn and where to go.
After a while I realised we were going in the wrong direction, and then we basically made a circle around the city and finally got to our destination. If I hadn’t told them, the cousin wouldn’t have said anything. We lost 20 minutes just driving around.
Anyway, we were told to be there at 12:30, we made it at 12 and the bus left at 1.
My biggest concern was the bathroom. I have a very easily irritated stomach especially when travelling because my anxiety just can’t stop annoying me. I either have diarrhoea or nausea. By the time we left, I’ve been to the toilet three times.
The bus ride was honestly really good. I didn’t have to take those pills against nausea, and everything was good. We had breaks every couple of hours and I went to the toilet every time, just to be safe.
The borders also didn’t take long and we arrived in Greece just before nine in the morning. The problem was that we couldn’t get into our room until at least 1.
So we went walking and exploring a bit, tired and exhausted. We ordered drinks (a Sprite is not a Sprite apparently). Somehow we made it until 1 and got the room.
I have to say, I was surprised. I heard all kinds of stories, but the people were really nice and the room was decent. We have a TV, an AC unit, a nice bathroom, a stove and fridge. And a nice terrace.
We ate and after a lot of rest, went walking on the beach and sat for a while.
I was so tired, I think I could have slept for two days straight. But of course, my friend would not allow it.
On Wednesday, we had a meeting with the tour guide, he informed us of all the one-day trips and I decided to go to Athens. My friend and her cousin would rather go visit other beaches. We couldn’t agree on anything we could do together, so I decided not to wait for them. I was going to Athens.
I swam for a bit on Wednesday, but like I said before, I don’t particularly enjoy it so that was that, simply to please her.
On Thursday, she got her period. Yes, I am not joking. She couldn’t swim anymore and tried to live through me, but of course, to no avail. I am not going to swim alone. You are the only reason I came here in the first place. And now I’m burning in the sun and you can’t even enjoy it.
I went to the beach with her in the morning and we just sat there, and the cousin went in the afternoon.
We also met a friend from high school and her boyfriend. They just happened to also come to this place. So she found someone else to annoy. There was a party that night and, thankfully, I didn’t have to go.
Friday was kind of weird. We slept until noon or so. Actually, she slept because she came back at 3:20. We went to the store and sunbathing in the afternoon/evening. We watched the sun set and then I went to bed and they went for a walk.
Even though I had to get uo at 5:20 to get ready for Athens, they didn’t even try to be quiet when they got back. They kept talking, their phones were going off, I was really pissed. My phone is always on silent, and you can’t even turn off the light when I’m trying to sleep.
This got way too long, so I’m moving Athens to the next part.
Also, I am aware that this is mostly me complaining about how they’re annoying and I’m not enjoying my holiday.