Ok. So I lied. I MEANT to go down to the beach and be lazy, but on the way I got stopped: "You're going on the booze cruise, right?"
"umm...no."
But somehow they convinced me anyway. It was only 15 euros too. So, minus the booze and minus drunk guys being stupid and hitting on me, it was actually quite nice. First stop was cliff jumping. I've always wanted to do it but once we got there I thought, mmm maybe not. Some other time. I have plenty of time in my life to go cliff jumping. A couple of guys did it naked in order to get some free drinks. Girls who jumped got beer bongs, and the end of the beer bong was shaped like a penis. I won't go into detail here about the debauchery that went on with that.
Then our next stop was a nice, small beach where we hung out for a couple of hours. The water was COLD again though. And they were blasting music from the boat, which me and quite a few others were annoyed at. It was really just spoiling the beauty of the place. Anyway, after that, we headed to a sea cave, and I went swimming inside! It was freaking cold, the coldest water I have ever swam in for an extended period of time. After about two minutes, you don't warm up to it, you just go numb. Anyway, the cave went quite deep and it was so DARK! and there were bats. and it was just about the coolest thing ever.
Then basically we headed back. So there was a LOT of drinking, though I had absolutely nothing. And I have to say there were a lot of cute guys. Quite a few of whom flirted with me. The bad thing was that San Diego was on the cruise. I just avoided him, but...bleh, he was creepy. Then another guy, who works at the hotel here, came and asked me to rub sunscreen on his back. so I did, then he turned around, and said "Could you rub it here (pointing to stomach) and perhaps a little down here? (hand over crotch)"
"Nah, I think you can take care of it."
Then a few minutes later, he looked at me and asked point-blank:
"Do you want to have sex with me?"
I wasn't sure if he was joking, as he was quite drunk, so I smiled and said "No thank you." In a mock-offended voice, he asked "Why not? Do you not find me attractive?"
"Um, no, it's just that...well, I don't want to."
"But why not?"
So I just decided to be honest with the guy and said, "I want it to be special."
And of course, nobody can disrespect that answer, though he said "Aw, but one night stands are so much hornier!"
Then there was the Australian guy who, once he was drunk, kept flirting with me. Which was ok because he gave me his towel after I'd been in the caves, as my towel had gotten really wet on accident.
There was also an American who flirted with me and chased me into the water on the beach when I said it was cold, so that I'd get in. It was so cheesy, but cute I guess.
There was a lot more debauchery that went on. I didn't participate, but I couldn't believe I was watching some of the things I was. It was the sort of thing that, when the guy next to me had taken a picture of people doint certain things, I said to him, "Don't you DARE post that on the internet."
I felt like I was in some sort of spring break video, though there were gladly no boobis exposed except once. Basically, I don't need to go on a wild spring break because that's about as wild as I'll get.
So yeah. Um. Drunk guys like to hit on me. A lot. Some of them like to ask me to sleep with them.
It's all very, very bizarre.
I can't count the number of (usually Greek) men who have told me I am beautiful. Yeah. Weird.
Nice, but still weird. A lot of times they say it when I tell them I'm greek. They say, "Oh, that's why you are so beautiful."
Anyway. So after the cruise, as soon as I got to my room, I knew i had gotten way too much sun, had not drank enough water, and had not eaten enough. I felt like shit. My head was pounding, I felt weak, and at some points i felt cold. So I stayed in my room a couple of hours. Then someone knocked at my door, and I thought "who the hell could that be?" It was the Australian, asking me if I was going to dinner and the toga party after that. I was like "Um, I might sleep through dinner but I'll try to make it because I need to eat...then if I'm feeling better I'll go to the toga party." Then we just stood there awkwardly in my doorway, because I wasn't about to let him in.
Anyway, I went to dinner and I think I started to get a fever then. Becuase the thing is, I woke up yesterday with a sore throat, so I was probably getting sick already (probably due to a weaker immune system that comes with travelling lots), and the sun and the rocking of the boat didn't help. Whenever someone found out I wasn't feeling well (I didn't exactly look too well), they were like "Oh, the booze cruise." But I didn't drink! Anyway, after dinner I just laid down in bed and listened to my ipod, then around 10:30 I put on my toga so that I co uld go down to the club in time for happy hour. I was still freezing, and it was definitely the feverish kinda chills. Fun. I still ordered two drinks for myself, but could only drink one as I felt like absolute crap, especially with the loud music. I ended up talking to this one guy from Atlanta for a long time. He was nice, and wasn't flirting with me, which was refreshing.
I wanted to stay to see the Greek dancing and plate smashing, but I just felt too bad...though my fever did break at some point in there. I left around 12:30 and went to the reception to buy a little something to eat. There, the owner of the hotel, who I had met on the boat, immediately started putting his arm around me, being very affectionate, and tried to kiss me...I'm not sure if he was going for the cheek or the lips, but either way I didn't want the guy to kiss me. He wanted to buy me a drink, but I said I was going to bed.
So I did. But these OBNOXIOUS british people were yelling like, for an hour and a half around 3 - 4 AM. I wanted to kill them.
I'm still not feeling so great. I really have to get better because tomorrow I face an 8 hour bus ride and moving into an apartment. So, today is really going to be a lazy day. I promise.
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