Last day of the land tour. This morning we visited two monasteries in Kalambaka, high up in the cliffs. These places were so remote and the atmosphere, except for the swarm of tourists, would have been serene and beautiful. Instead, it was just beautiful. We learned all about the Orthodox religion and the differences between it and Catholicism and saw lots of beautiful artworks painted on the walls of the monastery churches. The fact that most of them depicted the most violent scenes I've ever witnessed is just testament to one of the many faults of religion, but we'll save that discussion for another time.
After lunch it was time for a six hour drive back to Athens, which Darryn and I spent talking, listening to philosophy and music, playing charades and hating on the woman behind us who stretched out all over the back seat. We got back to Athens around quarter past six in the afternoon and we got all the details for the cruise the next day. A 6.15am wake up call left us in a bit of a sour mood, since we had intended to stay out late and go to bars and the like but we thought what the hell. We got ready and strolled through the town to the trendy area known as Psiri, which we had stumbled across on our first day. We had dinner at one of the restaurants, and then went to possibly the best sweets shop in the whole world. Darryn had a chocolate cake and I had baklava (shut up) and he proceeded to film my progress. It was a rather big piece. Athens at night was simply stunning, and the best part was not seeing any English tourists anywhere. The young people well and truly came out of hiding and the streets were full of friends and lovers. We walked around for a bit taking in the sights and then went back to the hotel for sleepage.
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