| 5 December, 2008 |
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Thassos 2004 back to Thassos menuforward to next day Day 1 - Wednesday 9th June 2004 Looking around the departure lounge full of people, Debs and I were glad to see that there were no groups of lads, no scallies and no oiks waiting to board our plane. In fact, the only Kavala-bound football-shirted people were two young boys in Chelsea shirts. Praying not to be sat next to one, we took our seats and endured a 15 minute delay for an air-conditioning technicality. However, fate was about to deal us a blow worse than three hours next to a Chelsea fan - we were sat in front of two screaming brats who, when not yelling, were kicking the backs of our chairs. To pass the time, Debs and I looked out the window at the variety of scenery passing by 38,000 feet below. France and Germany soon disappeared and we found ourselves gazing down at the snow-topped peaks of the Alps. Watching silently as the mountains came and went, I cast my mind back to the Andorra adventure of early 2003 and reminisced that alcoholic amusement-fest. Debs, by now, had picked up "Company" magazine since the beauty of the Alps was no match for the 167 ways to look slimmer on the beach. To liven things up a bit I pointed and exclaimed "oh look, there's the desert", Debs quickly looked up and stared out the window at the still Alpine regions for a good few moments before eventually asking "where?" at which point I giggled incessantly for a full ten minutes. After some turbulence and a few fearful moments from yours truly as we prepared to land, we eventually reclaimed our luggage and headed out to our transfer coach where we were informed we would be taken onto a ferry to transport us from Kavala to the island of Thassos. The forty minute ferry transfer was calm, pleasant and swift and before long we were back aboard the transfer coach and heading towards our destination - Makryamos Bungalows, Thassos Town. Upon arrival, we checked in, our bags were taken to our bungalow and we had a bite to eat. By the time we unlocked the door of our accommodation, it was after midnight and we were tired from the days travel, but what excellent accommodation. The bungalow smelt as if it had been freshly repainted that day, the units were absolutely spotless, the bathroom could not have been any cleaner and the patio doors were strong, secure and fitted with mosquito nets. As Debs and I lay down to sleep we could hear nothing but the insects of the night, birds still singing and the occasional pheasant cakk from the deer and pheasant park running alongside the complex. |