Now Ive made the trip to Athens several times in the past. This includes a trip to visit the Acropolis as expected. I mean it’s one of those sights that you just have to visit. Climbing up all those stairs, in 40 degree plus heat, jostling with the other 10 million tourists that came up with the same plan as yourself. OK so I’m probably making it sound silly, when in actual fact it’s pretty amazing, however, after doing this once you don’t necessarily have the same urge to repeat the process.
This time I decided on a new way to sweat out a gallon of fluid, while getting to see the Acropolis from what I thought was a better angle. The port we docked at was only about 7 miles away from the site and so I grabbed one of the mountain bikes off the ship and set out on my trip.
I’ve recently come to discover that riding a mountain bike on the road really is a waste of energy. I mean its called a mountain bike for a reason – and road bikes are called road bikes for a reason – but seeing as this was all that was available – I made do! Navigating round the Greek roads and hills was a bit of a game, but I did eventually find myself at the bottom of a hill that commenced with steps so I couldn’t ride any further. I forget the name of this hill, but it would soon become my vantage point.
From the top I had what I decided was a much better view of the famous sight…
I did feel it put the whole thing into a bit of perspective with the rest off the city, and then when you zoomed in a bit…
… you get this lovely smug feeling while watching all the tourists crammed into 1 small holding when I have an entire hill top to myself! Maybe thats just me being antisocial?!
After spending a bit of time at the top, taking in the views and eating my lunch, I then had a quick whizz round a few other ruins in the city, before navigating my way back to the ship…
… and arriving in a sweaty mess, ready for afternoon clinic!
Cruising in a Tub 
Fabulous photos