In Greece I have been woken up by motorbikes, church bells, flies and donkeys braying. But on this island it is screaming mothers and children. Up early to catch a bus to what we have heard is a charming little village. The 9:00 bus never materialized so we had a lemonade and coconut cake forContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 19July1973: Paros, Greece: Screaming Kids and Mothers Wake us Up Again!”
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“Travels to a Different Time” : 17July1973: Ios and Paros Greece: Our New Dutch Connection: The Magic of a Frisbee
On the bus to the boat to take us to the island of Paros we met two Dutchies Michael and Susan. We sat down as the sun was rising to have some Delphi apricot juice. We got along with the Dutchies by the time we were all herded on the boat. After a stop onContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 17July1973: Ios and Paros Greece: Our New Dutch Connection: The Magic of a Frisbee”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 14July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Continues to Be a Pain in The Ass: Dinner With Maria the Lesbian
Wild Bill’s puke has a terrible smell to it so I slept out in the porch and was ravaged by mosquitos. Must have had twenty bites on my hands. Thank God no malaria in Greece…hopefully. Watched the sunrise. Am I a dreamy hippie? I headed down to the village below and bought eggs, just bakedContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 14July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Continues to Be a Pain in The Ass: Dinner With Maria the Lesbian”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 13July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Pukes Up His Dinner and Lots of Retsina: No More Greasy Goulash: Shark Attack
On the way home from picking up breakfast supplies I had a wipe out and the glass bottle of water broke and I cut my hand. Not badly and its nothing a bit of salt water can’t fix assuming the sharks don’t smell the blood and attack! Went to village beach to hang out. IContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 13July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Pukes Up His Dinner and Lots of Retsina: No More Greasy Goulash: Shark Attack”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 12July1973: Ios, Greece: Watching Sunsets with the Freaks: Watching Sunsets with the Freaks
Up early to watch the sunrise on the coast below the village. Spectacular! Picked up some breakfast supplies and headed to a supposedly fantastic beach. We had to take a bus then a put putt boat. What a beach. Crystal clear waters and beautiful sand. No speargun fishing this year. Came home for a siestaContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 12July1973: Ios, Greece: Watching Sunsets with the Freaks: Watching Sunsets with the Freaks”
“Travels to A Different Time” : 11July1973: Piraeus and Ios: Overweight Greek Brats and Hippies: Who is Mom Sleeping With?
Up at 6 a.m. somewhat spaced out by grungy bus travel, transatlantic crossings and a late-night movie I shouldn’t have watched in Bangor the night before our flight. All we could find to eat was a package of cookies. There was mass confusion on the docks with shouting and arguments. There is nothing like travelContinue reading ““Travels to A Different Time” : 11July1973: Piraeus and Ios: Overweight Greek Brats and Hippies: Who is Mom Sleeping With?”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 9July1973: Off to Athens Again via Bangor, Maine: The Bus is Full of Weird People: Bearded Man Spits Into Grape Juice Bottle and it Rolls Up and Down the Aisle
We decided that Mom would come with me for a couple of weeks and then head home. We are flying into Athens via Bangor, Maine. We have tickets in hand so we are confirmed! No waiting around to see if there are no shows this time. Why Bangor? The flight is coming in from DallasContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 9July1973: Off to Athens Again via Bangor, Maine: The Bus is Full of Weird People: Bearded Man Spits Into Grape Juice Bottle and it Rolls Up and Down the Aisle”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 10August1972: Belfast, Ardrossan, Edinburgh and Unusual Security Issues in Belfast: Missed Bloody Friday by Three Weeks
So here I am a 16-year-old having breakfast at the Royal Belfast Hotel. I am sure I must look like some ratty orphaned child as I eat from silverware. Oliver Twist looking for Fagan! I love that they bring toast in a silver rack covered by a napkin to keep it warm. The staff IContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 10August1972: Belfast, Ardrossan, Edinburgh and Unusual Security Issues in Belfast: Missed Bloody Friday by Three Weeks”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 7August1972: Newhaven to London: London to Holyhead
Steve and Mike had hardboiled eggs which we ate for breakfast as well as a pint (of milk). We spent the morning walking the cliffs of Newhaven and looking at the pillboxes facing the ocean. I hitched to London which took me three hours. My last lift was with a lawyer named Jim who apologizedContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 7August1972: Newhaven to London: London to Holyhead”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 6August1972: Paris, Dieppe and Newhaven: Right into a Pub after Arriving in England: Driving Too Fast With a Man With a Toothache
Up early knowing a long day of travel. Do I head south through France to Spain or head north to England and Scotland home of my ancestors? I did a coin toss and fate has determined north I go. I took the Paris Metro as far north as I could and that left 180 kilometresContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 6August1972: Paris, Dieppe and Newhaven: Right into a Pub after Arriving in England: Driving Too Fast With a Man With a Toothache”
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