Travelling Summer 2016 – Part 10: Athens, Greece

The last leg of my journey in the summer of 2016 was to Athens, Greece. Just shy of midnight, on Friday the 19th of August, I boarded a night-train from Sofia, Bulgaria to Thessaloniki. I had a compartment to myself. This seemed great at first but then I found myself a bit more concerned by something happening than if I’d been sharing with people. Though nothing happened other than one passport check at 3am.

Arrived in Thessaloniki on time at 6:30am, despite leaving Sofia, Bulgaria late. I was travelling his whole time with an interrail ticket.

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So I hopped on the next train to Athens which turned out to be at 7:04am. It was very sunny and warm so I slept most of the way.

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However, I discovered reservations, after tickets, are mandatory on trains in Greece. I should’ve checked this out before but the ticket-checker was obviously used to this. They said they’d come back around after a while to get €20 off me – which turned out to be the reservation fee and not a fine!

I found out later upon waking up again that I was in fact sat in someone else’s seat; no need for reservation signs if EVERYONE reserves.

Arrived in Athens shortly after 1:30pm and hard time figuring out the Metro. Eventually got the Metro to Omonia and walked a bit through a rough looking area to a nice looking hotel.

I’d managed to save some money while travelling and had decided to stay in a hotel for my last stop. But in actuality this hotel was not much nicer than any hostel I’d stayed in. I also ended up being a bit bored and lonely. All the activities advertised in the hotel were for people who travelled with a lot more money than me. A good lesson though!

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That said, balcony views are always nice.

The next day I took the tram to the coast – which was definitely where I should’ve stayed instead! I found a beach bar. I’d forgotten my swim wear but it was nice to sit and watch the water in the shade, eat pasta for breakfast and see cats.

I then visited the Sea-Turtle Centre.

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It’s nice to see sea-turtles! But also sad as they’re all injured and sick, and mostly on purpose by people. My tour guide did tell me that most of them make a full recovery and get released back into the wild.

My tour guide, upon finding out I was ravelling alone, invited me to come swimming with a group on them that evening. I ended up taking the wrong tram and being totally delayed, but I did luckily get to find them the next day!

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Monday, I visited the flea market and bought some gifts to bring home, before meeting up with the sea-turtle tour guide.

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They took me for a drive around Athens, up the mountains and to a coffee shop. We then picked up another volunteer from the Sea-Turtle Centre and drove out to Poseidon’s Temple. It was crazy hot, between 35-40 degrees Celsius all day. The road out was also very windy, but it was worth it!

On the way back we stopped in a different beach bar. It was a bit postcard-like.

The evening I packed and prepared all my stuff to fly back to Ireland the next day.

The bus to the airport from Syntagma was a nice journey. It was nice to see the landscape and mountains again.

Travelling: 28th of July-24th of August – Part 5; EJC continued

Day 4) Tuesday: It’s about this point you start to question if you’ll survive the heat. Luckily on this day a group of us travelled up the visit the Alps. It took a while to organise but eventually some people drove, and we waited for the bus.

Then we arrived at Kronoplatz, where the cable cars were.

We travelled up 2,275m to the top of the Alps-

To the top!

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If you look very closely, to the left, between the rail line and trees you can make out the blue and yellow big top.

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Went exploring.

And we found a GIANT swing.

After which we found the Dolomites.

Received some words of wisdom from the mountain-

and sat and took in the view-

before heading back down.

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That evening camp New-New-Ireland planned our take-over of the renegade tent for the following night; The Clashigade! Clashing usually means claiming you can outdo a trick during a renegade and then performing it. This was to be the clash of the hosts!

Day 5) Wednesday: Today was the day of the European Juggling Association’s (EJA) Annual General Meeting (AGM).

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Every year the AGM is hosted during the EJC to decide to next location (two years ahead of time). It was held in the renegade tent in the middle of the day and everyone attending the EJC was welcome to come and vote. EJC2016 is to be held in Almere, Netherlands. A bid had been put in for Azores, Portugal the past two years, and this year was to be their last year applying. Everyone expected them to be granted EJC 2017 but Lublin, Poland clashed. There was a lot of talk about how Lublin had made a loss last time they hosted the EJC, which had only been three years previously in 2012.

Lublin won the bid for 2017. While it is not the way usually to grant bids for three years ahead, a semi-exception was made to grant Azores the 2018 bid, but allowing a five month window for other teams to make a bid.

The Open Stage that evening was exceptional. A well known juggler, Jacob Sharpe, juggled eight balls. But my favourite act was Two Guys, One Club, which I’d wanted to see for quite some time; “As a juggler I feel like I can juggle anything. But not chainsaws. Or fire. Or balls. Clubs. One club. With another guy.”

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That day was also the schools show – anyone from any circus college who wanted to perform. I enjoyed very few of the acts during it. After was the Clashigade AKA The Irish Renegade (Ireland: EJC 2014)! Though in reality we just asked permission to run the renegade and it went really smoothly! A lot of people donated alcohol to be gven away from shots including a bottle of Prosecco, a gift from Toulouse (EJC 2013), Hazlenut Vodka from Lublin (EJC 2012 & 2017) and a bottle of Uso. The acts were particularly good that night.

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After which we revelled in our magnificence!

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Feeling on top of the world I struck up a conversation with someone I’d only spoken to very briefly previously. A conversation at the EJC after a renegade meaning, a somewhat drunken attempt to climb on top of them. Which one would expect to go horribly wrong but went terrifically right!