George is a nasty, nasty man. He kept selling me ouzo well after I had had too much, and worse still he even gave me some for free. George is the owner and barman of Hotel Lozanni in Athens. A great place next to a busy street. The party in the bar last night was a blast, I think. Infact it must have been because the video and photos on my camera look like fun. Bronwyn tells me that I had a list of emails at the end of the night, but I can't find it now. Only the one small sheet that has 'Thank You' in various languages and the email address of one of the two turkish barmaids called Esra (yes they were both called Esra).

   Today we have walked around Athens quite a bit. We've seen the Acropolis and lots of ruined ancient greek things. All very impressive. Tonight we are on a ferry again, bound for Santorini and a week of doing very little. A holiday from our holiday so to speak.

Bronwyn and George Me sitting at the Acropolis