Coming round the mountain

We decided to climb Lycabetos Hill. So we began to climb. Paz was ahead of me as we came around a corner and passed a man sitting on a bench. He said to Paz:"Good morning can I help you?", she thought he was asking for directions - maybe because of the speed with which his hand was going up and down. Once I caught up I pulled Paz away and she couldn't understand why I was being so rude. But yes, we had encountered our second Greek wanker. Once past him I told her what I had seen and she said she just didn't notice as she is not in the habit of looking at men's crotches, but she promised to be more crotch conscious in the future. Further up we saw some workmen and tried to explain to them in sign language about the wanker. Unfortunately they did not understand, and now that I think of it they probably thought we were offering our services. We made it to the top of the hill. There is an outstanding view of the city and the Acropolis. We went into a very ornate little church at the top, brightly decorated with murals.
We heard today that Israel was attacked with bombs again today, I hope the friends I made there are all O.K. We are discussing where to go next, as it is getting closer to the middle of winter, and we need to make some money as well. We got back to the "hotel" and took all our washing in a trolly to the Plaka where we spent a fortune getting our washing done. Had a good meal then we crawled back into our rat-hole hotel, and slept.