Instead of cheap tickets to poxy New York and -Jersey, I got this offer:
I will admit that I’ve never been to Greece — no special reason, it just never came up in any of my travel dreams. I’m not really big on visiting ancient buildings and old ruins, because my experience in Western Europe has been largely negative: hucksters trying to separate the stupid American from his dollars in various ways — e.g. Rome’s Colosseum, which pretty much put me off this kind of thing for life.
And sunbathing in the Greek Isles? Forget that shit — not just in Greece, but anywhere.
However, this I could get into:
…and I just LOVE Greek food:
…and I even drink retsina, the Greek wine that tastes like Pine-Sol, but which complements Greek food really well. (My Dad, a seasoned traveler, always recommended drinking what the locals drink, advice which has served me well just about everywhere. But I draw the line at ouzo.)
I think the only problem I have going to Greece is that I can’t speak a word of it — literally — and of course, as they have that strange alphabet, I can’t read it either. I’m not afraid of venturing into the complete unknown — at least they have a Western culture (I know I know, they started it all blah blah blah) — but I hate being a total foreigner, if you get my drift, which is not the case in Germany, France, Holland, Belgium and even Italy or Spain.
But I can’t help thinking that I’m missing something by never having been there. (New Wife has done it, and speaks glowingly of both Athens and the islands, so there’s that.)
All thoughts, experiences and suggestions are of course welcome in Comments.