I left the saga in Rome. The girls and I were walking through the train station and Jennifer recognized 3 guys calling them over and Fiona and Natalie also chimed in with the happy hello’s. They in turn introduced my sister and I to John, Greg and Bill, the Canadians. We spent a pleasant hour speaking with them and upon saying good-bye, everyone gave their itineraries. We were separating from the girls, they were heading to Germany and my sister and I were heading to Greece. The boys said that they were headed towards Greece also and they were planning Corfu as their destination in Greece. John very nicely invited my sister and I to join them in Corfu, in the little town of Pelakas. We both thought that John, Bill and Greg were really nice guys, we felt very comfortable with the idea of joining them so we decided that we meet in Pelakas 2 days hence.
Needless to say, the day we said our good-bye’s to Jennifer, Fiona and Natalie, there was the exchange of addresses and phone numbers and of course we all cried. We had shared such a wonderful time together, I cherish those memories of the girls, I’ll never forget them. Now getting ourselves to Greece was an interesting adventure.
From Rome, we boarded the train to the port town of Brindisi, Italy. Brindisi was interesting because aside from the ferry service to Greece and other destinations there isn’t anything else. We arrived in town in the morning, went to the port office and found out that the ferry left at 10 p.m that evening. Now, to save money I purchased 2 spots on the deck because I figured it was stifling hot in Italy and Greece so we’d be fine sleeping under the stars on the ferry-boat. So, here we were with a whole day to wait before we could board the ferry. It was a long, long day and I want to say that we met about 8 Italian sailors, but it would be more accurate to say that they met us, more precisely, my sister. She is quite a beauty, thick blond curly hair and beautiful green eyes. She stuck out in Italy and also later on, in Greece. Now by this time, I was quite good with Italian so I was playing referee between the sailors and my sister, it was challenging because they wanted me gone so that they could flirt in peace with her but I was not having it, she is my little sister for goodness sake. This wasn’t the first occurrence and it wasn’t the last.
9:00 p.m. finally, we lined up and start to board, believe it or not it’s still light out, the sun doesn’t set until 10:00 p.m. We get to the deck and I have my sister use the bench and I set up on the floor. Once we head out to sea and the sun had set, it starts to get cold and we are frozen so we layer up with our t-shirts and bundle up with our beach towels. My sister is mumbling under her breath, that she can’t believe how cheap her sister is, that I wouldn’t even spring for tickets inside, she finally fell asleep. I wake up like an arrow in a panic feeling as if I’m about to miss something, well I was right, we were about to miss our port of call. We had arrived in Corfu, I grab my sister, rudely waking her up and dragging her off the ferry. She spies a port cafe, plops her backpack, sits herself at a table and says that she is not moving until she gets food and something to drink. Coffee and eggs it is, while we are eating, I’m trying to figure out how to get to the town of Pelakas. The waiter was very helpful and told us to go to the town square and take the green bus. When we got to the square, the dilemma was which green bus? I went to one of the green buses and asked the driver if his bus was going to Pelakas, he said sure go to the square and I’ll pick you girls up. I said sure, so my sister and I put on our backpacks and wait at the square, the bus starts up and the driver goes around the square, passes us and keeps going. My sister and I start running after the bus, yelling “Stop, you forgot us!” He must have laughed all the way to where ever he was going “Stupid tourists Ha, Ha”. Finally, there was a bus going somewhere so I decided we getting on and I’ll figure it out when we get where ever. The bus heads into Corfu town down the main street, another bus is coming in the opposite direction. Believe it or not, the 2 buses got stuck together, it took a few hours to get unstuck, it was a little difficult to get enough body weight (every one was thin) on the opposite sides of the buses to unlatch them, but it finally worked. The bus left us at the crossroads between Pelakas and Glyfada, where I thought that we would just walk up the mountain until we hit the village of Pelakas. We were walking up the road and my sister heard a car coming up the road, saw that it was a taxi and jumped in front of it screaming stop! The first thing she asked was “are you going to Pelakas?” The man said yes and I said but “how much” and my sister got in and said “I don’t car, just get in”. In the taxi, the guy told us about a pensione that he knew and drove right there. Which was fine, except that I had wanted to have the option of finding where John, Bill and Greg were. The lady at the pensione was nice but as soon as my sister went to the bathroom to take a shower, she was not happy, there was no lock on the door, the shower was completely open and water went everywhere all over the floor. When she was done and I was released from guard duty, I told her to relax in the room and I would bring back food.
By the way, my sister despite being vocal about how cheap I was and how I overdid the whole hiking thing, she has promised me through the years that she did have fun. She was right, I was very frugal and with my eating disorder, I did make us walk obnoxiously long distances. That was just a little aside, for those who might be wondering if my sister had a good time because I loved it.
Anyway, back to the saga. Right then on my way to find food I walk into John, Bill and Greg. I don’t know why, I didn’t know them, but I was so happy to find them. Especially, John, all 3 of them were handsome, but there was something about John. They showed my the best place for a quick bite to bring back to my sister, escorted me back to her and we made plans to move out of where we were to their room the next day. It was 7 of us in a small room, there was a nice American girl and an Austrian guy also sharing, but we were cozy and all got along. The landlady was adorable, the typical Greek grandmother, all maternal towards us. We spent 5 glorious days there, we found the most wonderful family restaurant, run by a charming couple and their 10 year old daughter was our waitress. We ate there for lunch and dinner the whole time. John and I grew close, oh I forgot to mention that John, Bill and Greg were musicians and they were playing their way through Europe. They were really talented and John would serenade me at night, it was a beautiful summer romance. We wrote to each other for a year and than I forgot why we lost touch but we did. I still have great memories of Greece.
This is the first half of the great road trip and for now I say good night and I’m sure that I’ll continue this tomorrow or the next day.