I think its a clipper. Looks rather like it, but then again, I wasn’t sure as I can’t read Greek. Okay, shall stop being cheesy about Greek stuff. Starting to feel like the stuffing in a Pizza Hut stuffed crust.
We landed late in the middle of the night at about eleven at night. The plane was supposed to land at half ten but as usual, it took off late from London. Have to tell the story about the plane though. It’s a normal 737-400, so there was nothing much strange about it, but it had really generous leg room to compensate for an absolute lack of shoulder room. Took off late, flight was uneventful landing was normal until we were taxiing from the runway towards the airport. The plane has landed, and they gave us the “do not take off your seatbelt until the sigh goes off” warning. My travel companion did not that that too seriously and tried to unbuckle his belt, and then suddenly, at a speed still WAYYYY too fast for normal taxiing, the plane just decided to turn left quickly, then shortly after that, right. It was like riding in a roller coaster. The whole plane tilted anti-clockwise and then clockwise. I was almost worried that it may tip over (but of course, the wheels dint even leave the ground). He decided that it was much safer to leave the buckle on. First there was that scary Germany take off and now there is this super tarmac speeding 737. Maybe its an omen to stop flying so much.
Anyways, there was no problem with the luggage at all. By the time we got to the luggage belt, the luggage was already there going around and around in circles. I really wonder hoe they did it. Don’t think they even attempted to check the incoming luggage. They must have just tossed it right out of the plane and onto a skip that dumped it back straight onto the luggage belt. I actually think its faster than Singapore’s Changi Airport.
To be really fair, the clipper is not all that far out in the water, unlike the strange giant Christmas tree floating and glowing in the middle of the city lake in Hamburg. Its actually part of the Christmas decorations in a square near the seafront.
Back to the story, little furry Greek friend was there at the airport to pick us up as promised. We got a ride on his BRAND NEW, just out of showroom (with a printed slip of paper stuck onto the windscreen as temporary number plate) SUV. Little powerful monster that little thingie… Got driven in a maniacal style to his apartment, placed our stuff down and we both gave him the respective wedding presents, before we came out again. (yes, apparently the night life there actually starts at half twelve.) All the coffee houses, pubs and cafes were all still open, not to mention all the food shops. It seems that nothing seems to close at night in this city. What a refreshing change from London when everything other than the clubs closes down straight at 6pm in winter time.
One of the roads we drove along in the city (Thessaloniki). It seems to alive and bright and vibrant! Does not look like 1 am in the morning at all. Don’t you agree? Even Oxford street isn’t as well lit as this in the middle of the Christmas shopping rush at night. 10 million in London cant even match up to the “happenings” of this city of one million. Tsk tsk London.
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