Thessaloniki Day 2

While in Thessaloniki I was able to meet up with my friend Melanie, who I have know since Elementary School! We went to lunch with her and and her husband Mark, who plays basketball here in Greece. We ate at TGI Fridays, which is right outside of a mall, so after lunch we window shopped for a little bit. It was great to see a familiar face and to catch up since we hadn't seen each other since high school. We said our goodbyes and then Rusty and I headed to the center. Finding the right bus to get there was a little difficult, but luckily we can always find someone who speaks English and can help us.

We walked around the main part of town for a little while. It started getting late, so we decided we better get back to Vicky's to pick up our suitcases, so we wouldn't miss the train to Lamia. We wanted to catch the 9pm train, so we wouldn't have to wait for the last one at 11pm. We were cutting it very close, but decided it was worth a try. Vicky called a taxi service, which was at the apartment within 5 minutes. We ran down, loaded up our bags, and told the driver we needed to make it to the train station before the 9 o'clock train left. I felt like I was in the movie Taxi, except our driver wasn't Queen Latifah and well, he actually didn't even drive that crazy, but still haha. We made it to the train station with a couple minutes to spare! We met up with Nikitas, who showed us to the train. 

The start of something great...Tsoureki from Terkenlis! Best bread ever!

The National Theater of Northern Greece

The train ride was 100 times better than the bus we took from Athens...I don't know why we took a bus instead of the train, but we will never make that mistake again! The train was comfortable and quiet...except for one drunk guy who actually ended up being "the nicest drunk person ever" as Rusty likes to say. He stood up, so out of it, and was trying to grab Rusty's suitcase, which was placed in the overhead shelf right above our seats. Rusty had to tell him the bag was his a few times, but when the guy finally realized, he apologized about 10 times haha. Then he proceeded to drunkinly do squats in the aisle, each time, coming dangerously close to falling on his face haha.

We made it back to Lamia where Costas, another teammate, was waiting to pick us all up. He took us to the gym, where we had left our cars. Rusty and I got in our little green Fiat Punto, tired and happy and headed home.