GUY HART’S ‘INTO THE HART OF EUROPE’

After a quick and exciting flight that felt like a 5 minute trip I came, I saw and I conquered Athens’ Airport. I hopped into the hart of Athens by bus! Our first stop was the tomb of the unknown soldier who I believed died a long time ago. The most exciting part that really pushed my buttons was the amount of ‘ancient’ graffiti across Athens and the friendly hobos taking naps around every corner.

After a Hart pounding bus ride to Delphi, we made our way through the crowds of Swagger muffins who repeatedly asked my comrade, Joe Brealey, for some wacky tabacky. We were also reminded that the name of our country was NEW ZEALAND (about 100 times to be exact). After a mean feed, I saw some sweet pussycats that were extremely wild and untamed, just like a tiger. We then decided to explore the wondrous antiquities of the Museum, including some statues and a beautiful bronze of a charioteer. I really enjoyed the amount of old stuff.

Fast-forward to tomorrow, we woke up to a fine day with excited and randy dogs, which followed us throughout the city. After the Hart wrenching experience of rabid dogs, we arrived at the Archaeological Museum to see wonders such as the Zeus/Poseidon bronze statue. It was a truly hart stopping experience. After our visit to the Museum, it was time to re-join our rabid canines and venture to the Acropolis. We had to climb many stairs, to reach the tippity top of the Acropolis. We had to barge our way through the crowds of non-English speaking tourists. Once we past through the maximum security checkpoint… Did somebody say group photo? Anyway, we saw the Parthenon which was super duper, especially the Frieze. There were some pretty mean statues of some females holding up the outer part of the temple. After some quick nibbles, we decided to go explore off into the bush and slid under the fences (Indiana Jones style) and gap through some temples.

On the next jammed pack day, we had some hot weather which was a Hart warming experience. We piled onto the bus and headed off to Corinth and Mycenae. At Corinth, we had a stroll through some ruins where St. Paul hung out and saw some radical statues such as Emperor Augustus and his Grandson. We then toodled off to Mycenae to re-enact the battles of the Mycenaeans. After exploring the caves (Batman’s lair) we had to make a hasty retreat as time was short and there was much more to see. We ran through the ruins, to the treasure chambers of the Ancient Mycenaeans which was rather Hart pumping. On our running expedition, Nic had a bit of tumble but quickly recovered thanks to his will power and endurance. It was now time to head to the port and depart on the ferry for Ancona.

After a ruthless night in the Cabins, we arrived at the port of Ancona. We made haste to arrive at the train station and were greeted by a drunk local docal. We were farewelled by our new friend as we took off. I write you now (mummy and daddy) while on the train, heading to Rome. Hugs and kisses to you all xoxoxoxo

Love Guy Hart <3