Sunday, 28 August 2011

Ios


It is no wonder as to why the Greek economy is so fucked! They have a great inability to run anything to plan. I first ran into the Greek maybe time system when I was trying to head to Ios. As it turns out if the ferries are booked out they arnt! you just need to go island hoping to get to your destination.  Boarding the ferry at 6am I headed for Ios a 12 hour ferry ride which became 14 because the Greeks decided to add a few islands to the journey, which upset allot of drunk aussies. At first I thought my ferry was just fall of my own kind but allot more bogan. I was wrong the Island of Ios is pretty much owned by the aussies, the camp site was flying a Greek an EU and an Australian flag. Arriving at far out camping there were girls running around in bikinis everywhere the pool had a huge DJ stage with the beers truly flowing wicked party atmosphere, walking in I heard my name and half way across the world I ran into Blake so I checked into my tent POW style accommodation and went for pres and to the awesome nightlife of Ios. Awaking deep into the day I went and rented a quad bike and rode around the island running into goats and alike. Ios is tiny and it is pretty much a port and clubs and a couple of beaches.
But the night life is the true reason for going to Ios. The second night I meet up with some girls from contiki. We went out to dinner and started pre drinks at about 10. There was no one in town and the 1 euro shots were makes us very loose. We went on our own pub crawl of the town visiting all the small clubs along a footpath on a hill. Going to places like slammers where you take a shot whilst getting hit across the hit onto your supplied helmet, the night ended up with some skinny dipping and in bed by 6. An early night really, we didn’t go to rehab a club that opens at 3am and goes til 10am. 

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