My scheduled hiatus from travel started with my return trip from Crete. In an attempt to break a record for the longest day, I woke up around 4:30a to catch a 5:00a taxi to the airport. My flight was scheduled to leave at 7:30, so I figured I should be at the airport a couple of hours early... WHAT was I thinking?? The airport in Hania doesn't even open until 6:00a. I got there and had to wait around for about 30 minutes until the ticket counters opened. Once they did open, I was informed that the second leg of my trip, from Athens to London had been cancelled. They were happy to inform me that they had rescheduled me on the next flight that left Athens at 1:30p and would arrive London 3:30p local time. Apparently they were completely oblivious to the fact that I was supposed to fly out of London at 3:30p. I told them this... in typical Greek fashion, the guy at the ticket desk shrugged his shoulders and handed me my ticket for the 1:30p flight to London. I guess he just didn't care or figured it wasn't his problem.
I ended up getting on the flight to Athens where I had to pick up my bags. I then spent forever on the phone with American Express travel... at times staffed by the least competent people around... I had called them from Hania and again from Athens while waiting for my bags. Both times they told me that they couldn't find any way for me to get home that day. It was 7:30a in Athens... I couldn't believe there wasn't any flights that could get me home. At the end of both calls, the person told me that they'd keep working on it and for me to call back at the next chance. On my third call, I was again told there was no route home... finally, after almost an hour, the lady figured out that there was in fact a Lufthansa flight from Athens to Frankfurt, then from Frankfurt to Chicago, then on to Colorado Springs. DUH!!! Why couldn't they find that 2 hours earlier. After we were done, I walked the 100 ft to the Lufthansa desk and checked in. What a waste of time!!
After that mess, I jumped on the train to downtown Athens and did a quick run around the Acropolis. I didn't really have time to go in (or want to pay the 12 Euro for a ticket and only spend 20 minutes inside). Below is a merged image from the street below the Acropolis. I figured I would have time to see everything when I brought Athena back to Greece in a month.
View from below the Acropolis | View of Parthanon from below |
After my quick tour, I jumped back on the train and headed toward the airport... as it turns out, the trains that go that direction don't all go to the airport. I ended up having to wait 20 minutes at one of the stations for the next train to the airport. Below is a picture from inside the station... they had hung rocks from the ceiling in some kind of strange "art". I cranked up the saturation a little to bring out the blues of the stones.
Metro station outside Athens
I managed to make it back to the Athens airport and jumped on the flight to Frankfurt. I then had to figure out how to get from one side of the Frankfurt airport to another. It seemed like I walked 3 miles before I finally found my way to the HUGE security line to get to my flight. I got to the gate just as they were calling my name looking for me.
Lufthansa now offers Wi-Fi access on some of their flights... this one just happened to be one of them. For $25, I was able to connect and had full Internet access for the duration of the flight. I managed to connect to our Slingbox back home and watched some TV at 35000 feet. That was VERY neat. I had read about this ability on one of the Slingbox forums when I first got the Slingbox at Christmas. For those of you that don't know, a Slingbox is a device that you connect to your Dish/DirecTV/Tivo device. You then connect it to your high-speed Internet connection and configure everything. When the software installed on your laptop, you can watch shows that you've recorded at home from anywhere in the world... or over it. I've used the Slingbox from Japan, Singapore, Naples, Greece, and even from 35000 feet... it works great! It allows me to keep up with some TV when I have time... I still end up with tons of TV to watch when I get home.
So, after 27 hours of travel, I finally arrived in Colorado Springs. Home at last and for 4 weeks to boot!!