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Back on Track in Patra

My plan was to take a train from Patras to Kalamata.  I have read several articles about how beautiful the ride is. Greek public transportation is as unreliable as it gets.  Buses change routes with little to no announcement.  Ferries change times.  And trains are completely cut off without notice.  Well, I am not taking the train today. Hahaha. So much for best-laid plans.  I am going to be taking the bus.  Bus schedules are funny here.  Did I mention everything is soooo last minute? If you decide to go to another city, buying a ticket 15 minutes in advance is plenty!

View from Hotel. Abandoned Walls.

The receptionist remembered me from a couple days ago.  She asked how Kefalonia was and where I am going next. I got advice on what to see in Kalamata.  She described it as Gasp “Beautiful! But very hot.  Much hotter than Patra.”

Cup of Coffee

Its been over a week sense I have been in Greece and I cannot get over how welcoming everyone is.  It really does help to try to speak Greek, too.  I know sometimes I butcher the language but they can see that I am trying.  It goes a long way for them.  I can see facial expressions change and the willingness to help is unbounded.

Hotel Patio

In case anyone wanted to know about coffee.  Patras so far has the best.  Im just saying, third cup today and its not even ten o’clock.  Its time for me to get out of the hotel, start sketching, and photograph some Patras!

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Perriann Hodges

I am not an author. To be quite honest, I always hated English class. I write so I may share my experiences and remember the man I met on a bus who treated me to dinner with his family, paying and booking a hotel only to find out its out of business, fake crying in the Athens airport to get a ticket home, or remember the strangers who looked out for me on a bus. Some live, experience, and are fulfilled by what’s in their backyards. I find there is something truly exhilarating about cramming as many possessions into a bag as possible, only to complain you brought too many. This is my life out of a suitcase, hope you enjoy.

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