Greece is a whore everybody's been in her

I was back for one night before leaving for the wonderfully sunny Greek cruise :-) The first night was in a very fancy pants hotel... that is apart from my bed, evidently they were trying to squish as many people in as possible so I had a stretcher that was designed for dwarfs. As we all know I'm not exactly tall but my feet were hanging off the end quite impressively.

The boat was amazing. The beds however weren't a great improvement on the previous night. We had 4 of us in a cabin that barely held 4 beds never mind the luggage of 4 girls too! It didnt really matter though as we spent most of the time in one of the numerous bars on board or on the sun deck sitting around the pool drinking (the unlimited supply of) cocktails or joining in silly activities such as towel animal folding (unfortunately the game of 'stop the bus' – anyone know what this is? - didn't seem to happen, much to Dees disappointment) and just generally mixing in with the 150 year olds that made up everyone on the boat the wasn't part of the contiki group.

The on board parties were fun (couldn't possible be anything to do with the free alcohol). There was the contiki cocktail party, a toga party in which there was a lot of macarena style dancing (the Americans seemed to know an awful lot of similar ones), the captains cocktail which didn't consist of much except dressing up and (after a long wait in line) getting your photo taken with the captain which Hannah then proceeded to loose we did however take the opportunity to do titanic impersonations at the front of the boat. And if all else failed there was always the karaoke to keep us going – my personal fav being Jeremys version of Michael Jacksons Thriller.

Of course we did get off the boat and onto the islands the tour went to Mykonos, Kusadasi, Patmos, Rhodes, Crete, Santorini and back to Athens.

There were some talented stair walking donkeys (an interesting ways of making them go) which Hannah kept reminding us for the rest of the holiday.

Turkey was quite entertaining. We opted out of the tour and spent the day wandering around the bazaar fending of very thought out and well rehearsed chat up lines: “hey Charlie's Angels have arrived” “Four angels... one devil muh wah ha ha” “Oh its the desperate housewives” and my personal fav “ Ladies this is the boarder patrol, you must come through my shop to have your passports checked”