Greece not Grease.

OK, Ok, so we are finally in Greece. After the ten hour flight to Holland all I remember are the cars, being allowed in the bars, and… the sandwich bars in the airport where all you could hear were lots of Dutch and German people (or so it seemed) having heated arguments that were to fast to follow and impossible to follow considering I don’t speak any languages besides English and French. Anyways moving on, another thing I remember is that there were lots of people coming back from what appeared to be a Billy Talent concert (even though Billy isn’t Talented at all)(lol) and that’s about it a Holland wise. Oh oh oh, and the hotel there wasn’t as foo foo decorated as Mum made it sound. It was really quite nice, the beds were comfy, the room clean, the plumbing working, and there was a TV. The flight to Greece was fun. I got to ride in the Cockpit, lol, for take-off. Mum thinks that I was shy because she put me in the task of impressing the pilot, and his daughter; both of whom we didn’t know would be on the flight. (We knew the pilot but he never said that he would for sure be flying our plane and never even mentioned that his daughter, whom mom is completely in love with, would be there, I am just saying all of this to not appear stupid)(Wtf when I just wrote stupid secret was what my fingers made appear on the screen… wtf…) Anyways flying in the Cockpit, lol, was fun but the pilot, Bas; pronounced Boss, said to mum later on that I was hard to get words out of, now mum will make up reasons as to why I was shy but the one true reason is, around complete strangers I am usually actually quite quiet. Even around non-strangers I am shy. I never really say more than mmm hmm, yes, no, I’m around 6 ft tall, I go to ______(That’s the school I am going to at the time of the party, since it changes every few years I thought I would change it to that) and the occasional what I want to be when I grow up, how’s school or summer going, etc. Anyways the flight was fun and by the time we got to Greece I was quite excited. The excitedness went down sufficiently as the bus trip went on. I found out the bay we were going to be on had lost all its marine life due to leather pollution, that you have to put TP in a basket beside the toilet, and that there are a lot of fat old men that like the freedom of a Speedo, another disgusting thing is the fact that everybody smokes everywhere, Its just God Awful. When we got to the hotel we found out that the room we had thought would be great for a *** star hotel was really the room of a run down motel. Just to say, I’ve stayed in nicer *** motels. The only redeeming fact about the Hotel Ageon was pool was nice. Anyways on the second almost too long day, we moved out of that hotel into a lot nicer of a hotel. Its right on the open ocean but appears to be one of the best-kept secrets of Greece, to say the least… Very secluded. Anyways that’s about all that’s new, I miss being able to talk to my friends on MSN whenever, I miss being able to flush TP and I miss Archie. I only have two English pieces of reading which I will have to make last the whole holiday. My DS battery has died twice same as my Ipod, both times, for my Ipod at least, I have been able to recharge them. I have been thinking about starting a couple of new blogs, one where I talk about my whims for whenever, and one for me and a couple of friends to write our random thoughts to share with the world. I’m thinking that for the second one we write down all the random things that come to us in 2 –5 minutes. This, I think, will be very amusing for readers that don’t get sucked into our random thoughts. Another blog idea I might start is a newspaper for the school where I cover topics of interest to the school children that creepy old men love so much. Anyways that’s about all I have to say for now. When I get back I plan on reviewing a lot of things, so that gives me something to busy myself writing until I get back, which is really good. Oh yes, one more thing. Smoking is bad for you, unless it is smoking salmon that you do, or unless it is you that s smoking but only smoking hot… ROFL. But seriously I really have to go.

TIC, SO.

PS. For those of you that are new readers that means This is Cliffer, Signing out.
I forget what else I was going to say... Oh wait, Its that you should not expect many more blogs from me this week and next because I dont know when we will come to access the interwebs. I will blog as much as I can. If I am repeating something I said above I am sorry. BYE.