Day 1 - Monday - 7/1/13

In order to reach Greece, it was necessary to take 2 flights. We flew from the Philadelphia airport to Rome, and then to Athens. Once we arrived in Athens, we found out that the Athens Airport is actually an hour away from the city. :(

We hopped on a bus and rode into the city.

We were supposed to stay in Central Hotel, which is in the Plaka district, and within walking distance of everything. It was very easy to get around.

We checked in at the hotel and my father went by X95 bus from Sytagma Square --which he still can not pronounce right and says Sygatma instead-- to pick up another family member from the Athens airport who was joining us for the trip.

While that happened, my brother and I chilled in our hotel room --which basically means that we were playing Tiny Tower for hours on end--while our mother was 3 floors up in her hotel room. Since there were 5 of us --including the anonymous family member, who was joining us in only a few hours-- we had 2 hotel rooms. My mother and my father were in Room 408 and the A.F.M. (Anonymous Family Member), my brother and I were in Room 109.

Sadly, we couldn't get the rooms close to each other.

Of course, since Room 109 was much bigger and spacious since it was for 3 people, all the suitcases had to go in Room 109. :(

I have a feeling that I'm giving out too much information.

It was long before my father arrived back at Room 109 with A.F.M. My mother came down from Room 408 where she was sleeping to say hi to A.F.M.

Are the abbreviations annoying you? Yes, I also get that feeling when I don't know something. My bad.

It was a relaxing day despite the plane rides and all that. At around 6:00, since my father is addicted to exercising --especially biking and walking-- informed us that we were walking around the city. We found an amazing Greek restaurant --It was called Meatropolis, not the Metropolis-- and we ate there.

 It wasn't far from our hotel, like I said, since the hotel was in the middle of everything, transportation was not a problem.

I soon found that Greek food is delicious.

We walked around some more and we found a little bakery and got a small dessert. Usually, at home, back in U.S.A., we never eat dessert, but since we were on vacation, we made sure we had a little extra room for sugar-filled treats.

We ended the night by walking back to Central Hotel, where we fell into deep snores. Yes, I snore in my sleep. Don't judge me.

Lights out, Athens.