
Having stayed in grey London for so long without the chance to enjoy a little decent sunshine, we decided to stop for coffee at one of the many café along the sea front. Instead of just bringing us a simple latte, look at the spread that came with it. A bottle of water served up to us with 2 glasses and 3 of those thingie bobs. And how much did this table service cost us? €1.50. And they were lovely….. Think that there was a live DJ inside the café as well.

And we walked through the little old town. (or at least the old buildings) There are not many old bulidings in this city even though it is like 3000 years old. The reason is because the Greeks like their homes new. They love new things, hence things get knocked down pretty quickly if they hold no ancient historical value here...

JG was getting a little impatient waiting for me. I kept running off to take random photos. He and greek guy had already threatened to throw away my camera the night before....

Alexander the Great, a Macedonian king that I think saw his daddy the king killed when he was younger and his mother brought him up well for greatness. Conquered almost all the known world in his time. Too bad all great ppl die young. Look at Mozart. (keeping my fingers crossed that I will die young as well) Anyway, there was this BBC programme on him. Think it was called “Who Killed Alexander the Great. Some random facts from the programme included (from what I can remember…. Don’t quote me on this…)
1) He was bisexual. Had many females that he slept with and one male lover that was his best friend as well.
2) Could have died from the west nile virus when trying to invade Egypt but was most likely poisoned by something root extract thingie that was supposed to be a medication that he overdosed on.
3) Was alcoholic. Must have a pretty buggered up liver as he can drink gallons of wine at a sitting. Usually drank others under the table.
4) Was a little of a megalomaniac near his end. Named something like 7 cities after him.
Thessaloniki, unfortunately was not. It was named after his sister.

Random umbrella sculpture. Midway along coastline from white tower to squid town. Don’t know what to say about it other than I like it. Maybe that’s what modern art is supposed to be like. Don’t need to understand it, just as long as you like it. Anyways, its not nearly halfway as whacked as some of the stupid shit (toilet roll rope, tent with names of everyone I slept with, room full of rubbish etc) they submit for the turner prize……..
There were a lot of wild dogs here. Was a little freaked out when they kept following me…..
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