As you can imagine, after that day of travel, and then a giant pizza, we all went back to the room and fell asleep. It was greatly needed because we had planned to get up early and walk back to the port to ensure that we would have a place on the ferry. It was a quick turnaround but we got to the port and waited in line, and reserved our deck fares for the ferry. What I thought was only going to be 18.5 hours, turned out to be 26 hours!!!! 26! And the deck fare literally meant deck fare. We weren't given a seat or anything so we had to just find a place on the deck, or the top two floors in an aisle. You can imagine the rush of people to find the best spots. People even brought blow up mattresses to sleep on. It was quite weird to have people just passed out in the middle of an aisle, but I guess that's the norm. We met two Canadian guys who were doing the same thing we were and instantly were friends. We hung out the whole time and found an opening where we all slept for the night on the ground. They were hilarious and had spent the night at the train station so they had tons of stories about how freaked out they got. I would like to tell you how awesome the ferry was, but 26 hours is a long time on a boat. By the time we arrived in Patras, Greece, I wanted to sprint off the ferry. The scenery was incredible and the water was so blue, but it was time to get off! Here are some pictures of the ferry ride. 









Very beautiful. But since the ferry took longer than expected, we missed the last bus from the Port to the bus station. So we had to take a taxi. When we got in the taxi, the man told us that we might be better off taking his taxi all the way to Kiato and then taking a fast train into Athens instead of taking the bus into Athens and it getting in at 11:30 at night. Because we didn't want that, we agreed to take the taxi to Kiato and get into Athens at 9:30. What ensued from Patras to Kiato was insane. First off there aren't lanes on the major highways, just a wide road where the slow cars drive just barely on the shoulder. We weren't one of those slow cars. At all! Looking back I appreciate how fast he was driving because we barely made the train, but during the ride I feared for my life a few times. The crazy thing was that there were cars going just as fast as ours. It was the fastest I have ever gone. He had a GPS that read how fast he was going and when we got to our hostel in Athens, we converted 185 kilometers/hour.....115 miles/hour!!!!! We were going that fast while passing semis against on coming traffic. I thank everything Holy that we made it in one piece haha. We hopped on the train and made it to our hostel. By the time we laid down, it was the longest period of traveling consecutively I can think of. But I was so happy to be in Athens!



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