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Spetses 4 Wheeler

After a late night out, it was definitely a late morning.  There was a small café we ate breakfast at.  I have been addicted to yogurt and honey so I had to order it.  I don’t know what I am going to do when I get back to San Diego and I have to sacrifice my Greek cuisine.  I am eating at least 3 tomatoes a day here!  In California, I might have eaten a tomato in a month. The food is just better here.  I will find out what it is, because I may starve in San Diego.

Spetses Fireworks Festival

Anyways, we had some scooter troubles.  Nothing like the day before, just organizing everyone.  We had to get 13 people to the other side of the island with 6 bikes and one 4 wheeler.  It doesn’t sound to harsh but boys will not ride with boys.  Our teacher cannot ride with anyone (liability issue).  Another driver didn’t want to be responsible for anyone (completely understandable due to what happened yesterday).  Because of all of this, I was kicked off of my bike.  It was my day to drive too!  I was put on the 4 wheeler with two other girls.  This was the start of my bad day.  They were soo sweet to give me a ride though!  This 4 wheeler is a baby 4 wheeler and should probably only be holding 2 max.  Which totally explains why we broke down on the opposite side of the island.  Explanation of that to come…

Paradise Beach in Spetses

I am a little frustrated because driving a scooter was one of the top 5 things I wanted to do in Greece.  Looks like I will have to be doing that on my own.  On the list it was right behind the beach, and before eating a Gyro.  So, I was paying to drive a scooter around Spetses while watching that scooter exact scooter pass me time and time again on the road.  I got to sit where the luggage/baggage goes across the bars on the 4 wheeler.  Yes, I was literally shafted.  I couldn’t set my legs down because I was so far back on the 4 wheeler, the weight of my legs would be resting on a bar going into my calf.  Yay! I would either have to pull up my feet and lift them the whole ride, or my other option was to straddle the width of the wheeler like a very wide horse.  ‘Lonely Island’ has beautiful long black flowing hair.  Due to being on the back, I got to eat some of it!  Every time I would look forward I would get a mouthful.   Because we put three people on, when we went uphill, a person could walk faster past us.  I am pretty sure we were going an average of 10 km an hour (6mph).  No exaggeration.  There were a couple hills where only the driver could go up.  So the extra(me) had to jump off and walk up the hill.  This only happened a couple of times.

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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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