Windmills in Mykonos
Alright so I am in Romania now. How did I even end up here? Well, last time I was on my way back to Mykonos but only stayed two nights there. As luck would have it the person I was staying with ended up having an emergency. He works for the Hellenic air force and lives in Mykonos and had to leave two days after I got there and because I was staying on the force’s private property, understandably I wasn’t allowed to stay without my host being there. So with about 24 hrs (or less) notice I had to come up with another plan of action. He was feeling awful about the situation as he was the one that invited me, but I believe everything happens for a reason.
So I enjoyed what I could of the time I had there, although most of the second day was spent trying to figure out where I was going to go. Oh and trying to get money from western union that my mom had to send seeing that I lost my bank card. So while he and I had lunch and laptops I tossed around a bunch of different Ideas while checking flights and ferry costs and available routes.He started to chuckle because he said he had never seen some one come up with so many different plans in such a short time and he thought it was weird that I tossed around the idea of countries like someone choosing an outfit for the day. I had become very good at this as I no longer plan too far in advance where I am going next and usually decide a few days before departure. Anyhow by late evening I had a plan!
After sunset last night in Mykonos
Taking a last look at Mykonos after sunset
Until he dropped me off in the city center around 6:30 a.m. the next day, by then the plan changed. I had breakfast and Skyped with my mom until the western union opened, because the day before was a holiday and it was located in the post office I had to wait another day. So after some running around due to change of plans I bought a ferry ticket to Athens, once there I went to a hostel I had stayed at before. I ran a few countries by them in search of some advice. I had to make my way to Hungary where my best friend’s family lives, but knew I wanted to make a stop along the way but didn’t want to visit too many countries en route because I wanted a bit of a break. Finally it was decided I would stop in Romania, where my cousin had a very good friend I had been communicating with who previously had been gracious enough to extend an invite. That was it! Two mornings later I found myself on a 20 hr bus ride to Romania via Bulgaria.
Back in Athens
This bus was filled with some very interesting characters, thankfully the travel gods smiled upon me that day and allowed me to be seated next to one of the few other sane people on board. Okay so I don’t even know what to say about the length of the bus ride except, ahhm, it was long!! However, 20 hours later I was being picked up at the bus station in Romania it was about two something in the morning and at this point I just wanted to sleep, something I was unable to do on the bus.
