30.08.2011 - 01.09.2011 26 °C
Did a little reconnaissance last night after dinner. We had used the last of our British pounds in the Premier Inn restaurant (honestly, there was nothing else around): delicious seafood pie for Kas, delicious salmon nicoise for Susan, and (free) kid portion Fish n chips for ... the kids. Oh yeah, a couple of pints of beer, seeing as we saved all that money on the kids meals (22 quid). Then, off to John Lennon Liverpool Airport, according to all the Premier Inn Trip Advisor reviews, a short 10 minutes down the road. Trip length as advertised.
Woke up at 4 A.M. Had two alarms set, the ipod touch and a regular battery operated. Woke up every 30 minutes between 10:30 and 4, anyways. 10 minute walk to the airport, 10 minutes to check in with Ryanair, 15 minutes to go through SECURITY (Kas and Susan both earn the “patdown”), and by about 5:15 we are waiting for our 7 A.M. flight. Flight leaves at 7:30 and somehow still arrives (2 minutes) early at 1:03, Greece time (2 hour time difference, only 11 in jolly old England).
Kos. Greece. Hot.
It claims to be 26 Celsius. I am dubious, or at least, unprepared.
We exit the airport, spot an orange city bus, ask the nice Greek man “Kos Town?” “Yes, this is the bus. Have a seat.” We pay 12 Euros and depart the airport, leaving most of our fellow air travellers waiting for the appropriate tour bus of the twenty or so in the parking lot to pick them up. They are all going to fabulous oceanfront resorts with deep pools and white jacketed waiters to cater to their every vacation whim. We are going to Kos Town.
Thursday, September 1