The next day followed the same pattern of the other days in Greece. An expensive hotel, followed by breakfast, followed by scouting out the best roads I could find. I ended up in a place called Meteora (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meteora). Apparently people come from all over the world to see these famous rocks.
I had a quick look, had an expensive cup of coffee and a cheap kebab, put on my jacket, scarves and gloves etc and headed for Igoumenitsa, the ferry terminal on the west coast of Greece. I did originally intend to go down as far as Athens in order to see the acropolis but the weather said I couldn’t go.
I hit the road just as it was starting to get dark. I knew there was a ferry that left the port to get to Ancona about 12 midnight, so I just took my time on the motorway. I got to the docks about 8pm, the ticket seller said that if I’m quick I could get the 8.20 ferry, I was quick. As I waited in the queue I saw a vehicle registration I knew, what about that then? It was a Mercedes van, R *** RHL, it originated from a truck centre not far from where I live in Sheffield.
I boarded the ferry, had an argument with the loading guy because he didn’t strap my bike down, and then went to find my deck chair where I was going to kip. The ferry was an overnight malarky, some paid for bunks, some paid for luxury rooms, and I paid for the deck chair, skint kid.
The next morning the ship pulled into Ancona. I found it hard to believe that I had paid good money for some expensive hotels during my journey but sleeping on the floor of the ship with nothing but the hard floor and no blanket turned out to be one of the best night’s sleep I had experienced up to now, and yes, the floor was more comfortable than the deck chair.
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