Please excuse the blatant pop-culture referance, but it was made so many times while we were on the boat that it seemed only fitting to title the blog post with it.
After Acrocorinth/ Ancient Corinth/ Canal of Doom, we drove back to Athens (well, the Harbor, which isn't really in Athens proper, it's on the coast about 4 miles away) to board the boat that would take us to Crete for the remainder of the trip. Everyone was, thanks to Lonely Island's recent song "I'm on a Boat," very excited to be on a boat. As we entered, there were signs to the swimming pool, lounges, bars, and a disco. Plans were quickly made that all four sites would be visited that evening. We got to our rooms, which were a little smaller than the hotel, but that was expected. This was the first night that I was rooming with AH because there had been a cancellation and her roomie couldn't come and I was down for a single. AH is really nice and I am thoroughly enjoying having her as a roomie.
We all hit the deck because we had a few hours until we actually left Athens (we got there at 6pmish and we were going to set off at around 9pm) and found the swimming pool. It was empty. We all sort of sighed and then went back down to one of the bar/lounges. As we were all sitting around, some of us got drinks. They had the best hot chocolate I have had in quite some time. Suddenly, one of the girls, SB, comes up and she looks quite panicked and really upset. She informs us that her wallet has been stolen, and it had a good $600 worth of Euros and USDs. We went down and tried to sort it out and find it or at least see if anyone had seen anything.
See, SB had been sitting at a table and then gotten up, left her wallet at her seat, and gone to get her food. It was all of a 15-20 second trip as her table was right next to the counter. Someone sitting near said the only one who walked by was a waiter. We asked the waiter and they told us that we shouldn't look for it and we should just give up. It was pretty fishy and a lot of us had our suspicions. SB started looking in a trash can and a waitress looked at her and said "you aren't going to find it." After that, we were all but convinced that it was an inside job. The boat was not as we imagined it would be.
Prof. McCoy was not happy with the way this trip was going at all...expecially since he had be robbed the previous day and earlier that day as well (he was pick-pocketed on the Metro in Athens and then our bus driver stole around 800 euros from him while we were hiking Akrocorinth). Shenanigans were going down that ought not be going down and he was fuming. We all tried to calm down, considering that these recent shenanigans had happened literally within an hour and a half of getting on the boat. As cool as we all thought it was going to be, we all wanted off the boat as soon as possible.
A bunch of us went to dinner on the boat and it was relatively good food. It might have been more universally enjoyed had we not been in such a foul mood, but c'est la vie, yeah? Most of us took some anti-sea sick medicine and went to bed without checking out the Disco. Sigh. When we woke up, we were in Crete and it was a new day. On to phase two of the trip!
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