We're now sitting in Mrs. Lady's cafe across the road from the hotel, which we've named The British Embassy. Not that we've seen any other Brits here, just that they've got used to us and have the beer ready when they see us. There's more locals dining today as it's Sunday and they probably need a bit of a treat to get away from the everyday woes of modern day Athens. We've had a bit of a lie in, as has the rest of Athens and it's pretty quiet once we head up to...

We arise circa 8am, it's Saturday and the streets seem quiet. We decide to stick on the BBC world channel. They're telling us that the leader of the Golden Dawn Party has been arrested...and it's over to their correspondent in Athens...there's a picture of the young man as he speaks urgently over the telephone, next to his picture there's video of a riot going on ...with the words "Library Pictures", just to let you have a feel of the place. We go out for a walk ...

Well, Athens is turning out to be interesting. The place has had an economic hand grenade thrown at it and you don't have to go far to see it. Opposite our place is a beautiful colonial style hotel that's been boarded up. it's a testament to the people of Athens that it hasn't been plundered or wrecked. it's just there, no for sale signs, just a statement of what's happened here. The sad bit is that it'll never return to it's former glory. As for us, we decide t...

It was a right bunfight getting onto the Athens bus from Patras.....quite chaotic. Maybe it's because the railways have become unreliable that there were so many waiting to get on board the buses. Me managed to get on though without too much fuss. We were pretty fagged and shagged from the ferry trip...so the bus trip allowed us to nod off and dribble over the poor fellow passenger who was sitting next us. That said though, between the naps there was once again...