Day 99 (Rome)

Ah, where to even start… 212 pictures, 9 hours of walking… one tired Eric. Brent was taking off this morning to go back to Istanbul, at 7 in the morning, to be precise. I already didn’t sleep too well last night, so the early wakeup didn’t really matter too much, we said our goodbyes and then I headed back to bed for another hour or so. I ended up leaving the house around 830, and went to the grocery store down the street. I picked up an orange, banana, bottle of water, and what I think was the base of a pizza. That was my breakfast. I jumped on the next bus to the train station, and then the next train to Rome. There were hundreds of people in such a rush to get onto these modes of transportation; I knew I was going to the big city now…

I got off at the stop flamninio, which is basically in between the Vatican and the coliseum. When I began my walking I wasn’t really sure what direction to go in, but I saw these twin church tops peak over a building, I recalled Chris saying something about twin churches, so I headed that way. In the first square I came to there was a tall Egyptian Obelisk, the twin churches I mentioned, as well as two similar fountains on either side of the square. It was already a great sight - I meandered along and took a few pictures before heading down the street to the Spanish Steps.

I didn’t know what to expect and then I arrived at the Piazza di Spagna, it was about 100m worth of steps, covered in blooming purple flowers with another Egyptian Obelisk + Church perched at the top of them. I took a few pictures, climbed the steps, and then relaxed on them for a bit while I ate my orange! From here, I walked further down the street and ran into the Lorenzo in Lucina, and the Montecitorio. A few of the seemingly endless impressive buildings I would encounter today.

After that, it was off to the Fontana Di Trevi, the most famous fountain in Rome. But not before I stopped by my friendly neighborhood souvenir shop to pick up a map of Rome for my wall. When I arrived at the fountain, I was in awe, it is HUGE with breathtaking sculptures and just an overwhelming presence – I stood and gawked for a while, and then proceeded to turn around and flip a coin into it – granting my good luck and a return trip to Rome!

And if that wasn’t enough, I went to the Pantheon next. It is the only pagan church/temple deal to still be in running condition and actually still in use. To get in, you have to walk through giant bronze doors, I believe I read something that said they were the biggest still in use as well? They were easily 20+ feet tall… the next thing you see is a stream of white light coming from an oculus in the ceiling. All around this circular building are ornate paintings and monuments. The function of the Pantheon now, is a tourist attraction and house of some famous peoples tombs, including Rafael and King Humphrey the 1st. The pope has a quote over Rafael’s tomb, something to the tune of “nature was scared to be outdone when he was alive, and she was scared she would also go when he died.” Very impressive.

From here I attempted to make it to St. Agustino, I still am not sure if I actually saw this or not, but I did come across another cool thing, St. Maria’s basilica was the name I believe. It was a church, very high ceilings and paintings throughout coupled with multiple sculptures, including one by Michelangelo.

Next on the list was Piazza Venezia, which is a monument to Victor Emmanuel II, this building is enormous, it has equestrian statures all over it – and a museum dedicated to Italy’s involvement in the World Wars. From the balcony I could see the coliseum, as well as some of ancient Rome (the Forum, where I am heading next).

The Forum consists of all of Rome’s old city, 2BC to 5AD. It was great being able to see this, most of it being remnants, but nonetheless. I walked around here for an hour or two, and then found my way up to the old imperial palace of the 2nd century… it had a view of a good portion of Rome, including the coliseum of course.

I think I actually made my way to the coliseum itself now… I decided to get an audioguide for this. How amazing to be standing somewhere where gladiators use to battle, where giant hunts went on, and even ship battles when the main stage was flooded. So much history has gone on in this coliseum, you can tell by the walls and structures, even the very atmosphere of the place. I spent a good time here, taking it all in and going to each of the levels. What a place!

Afterwards I went into the Palatino, another old area of Rome, also having the house of Augustus here. I was pretty tired, and after I walked up a hill, I realized I had already gone through this part! So, I hopped on a metro and went to another place that I saw had a pyramid! A pyramid in Rome? Yes. It wasn’t too crazy or anything, but out of the ordinary for sure. I had a sandwich here and just relaxed.

From here I headed back to the main station, walked around a little more, seeing a few more buildings and monuments. I ended up going into a museum, it was all about Roman history, art and sculpture. I saw the progression of it throughout the ages, as well as some portraits of very famous Romans in marble. There were frescos that lit up the rooms, and statues that struck me as real people. It was a great exhibit and a good place to just relax and stroll around.

Gianfranco told me about the “best gelato in the world” place, I was on a mission to find it. Which I did, it was near the Trevi Fountain, so I happily ate some gelato while looking at the fountain once more. I had a scoop of caramel, and a scoop of liquorish root. Very interesting flavors indeed, you can really taste the flavors in them! I was kind of worried because they didn’t have any normal flavors… it was all kinds such as vanilla and bourbon, cocoa and rum… lemon meringue and so on. But, it was very good and I was satisfied!

After all that adventuring around, it was time to go home, my shoe is demolishing my left Achilles tendon, and I was exhausted. I jumped on a few metros, a train and then a bus… and made my way back home. When I got back the home neighborhood, I went into the grocery to pick up some breakfast food for the next two days… I beat Gianfranco home by a few minutes. I started on my picture transfers and blog writing, while he cooked some dinner! Not a bad deal at all… Pasta + Zucchini! It was great. Along with some sausage, which I found out in Italy, is raw! But it was pretty good, not going to lie! A very packed day is finally over, and I will be out like a light shortly!

Day 98 (Rome)

Today I woke up relatively earlier then I needed to, making sure our flight didn’t get cancelled, and having a relaxing packing day rather than a stressed/rushed one. It was a good call on my part. We then headed off to the airport. A funny thing happened, Brent bought the airport metro pass, but forgot to validate it… I noticed a bunch of guys in suits in the front of the cabin, and said that they were probably going to do a ticket check – and to talk to them. But instead we did not talk to them, and they did indeed do a ticket check at the last stop. Brent and I got written up metro fines, 60 euro, I did the smooth move of giving them my drivers license instead of my passport. In which they probably will never be able to even trace this to me, and if they do, I lost my license in Greece, right? ;) This isn’t to mention that the entire fine in the first place was stupid, we bought the ticket to the airport, AND the whole thing is written in Greek! I can’t read one word of it, let alone who to contact… sorry Greece metro system, but I’ll give you an I.O.U.

Once we got into the airport, we were able to grab our boarding passes and check-in without any difficulties. Jumped on the plane and were on our way to Rome! Upon landing we needed to get on a train to meet up with the guy we would be couchsurfing with, and who would generously be hosting me for the next 3 nights, Gianfranco. This train took forever, an hour and a half to be exact. We finally met up with him around 6. He lives out in a small city 30 km outside of Rome, called Castelnouvo, meaning new castle. He told us how almost all old Italian cities were built in two parts, one consisting of the new modern city, and the other hosting the old remnants and buildings of the past. With this being said, he took us to the old part. It was beautiful, way out in the country side, with green hills packed with trees, tiny streets and layered architecture that you can trace back through the ages from the very walls. This was how you experienced a country, he told us, the little cities that have so much character. We walked through the entire city, appreciating it and what it had to offer. Upon returning to the town square, Brent and I got Gelatos and Barley Coffee, which actually isn’t coffee at all – but a popular coffee like drink enjoyed by most Italians. All three of us sat outside and talked for a bit, about different cultures, languages and ways of life. It was nice. After this we headed to a local pizzaria for some dinner.






Our appetizers consisted of a variety of grilled vegetables and other things; fannel, potatoes, spinach-like-stuff, beans, some flat bread, zucchini, and mushrooms. It was all very good, and only prepared me for the delicious pizza I was about to devour. I ordered the “speciale” pizza, it had fresh mozzarella, buffalo cheese, mushrooms, ham, sausage, peppers, and oregano. It was so good! I traded Brent a piece of mine for his, he had mozzarella and ham – but his ham was basically very lightly cooked (almost raw) bacon. It was pretty interesting, and I think I made the better choice . After the pizzas, it was time for desserts, I had a tiramisu, which is a pretty traditional Italian dessert. I have only had it once before, when my Dad made it. I think he did it better, but I could just be biased (probably), either way, this one was delightful as well! Mmm… All this food was great, definitely a good way to start out my Italian culturing. Unfortunately, it hit me with a huge price tag, at least for my current budget. Oh well, sometimes you need to have an excellent Italian meal!

We walked a little more around the old city after dinner, then headed back to Gianfranco’s house. When we got here, he made us some Italian drinks, which were absolutely amazing. It was concentrated fruit juices, such as “menta” “coconut juice” and “orzata”… mixing one of the last two with the mint, and then adding water. They were great, and I will make a mission to find them when I get back home. We talked for a bit more, and then he gave me all my necessary information to making it to the city of Rome tomorrow morning. Brent is leaving at 7:30am… and I am thinking about waking up around the same time and starting my day. Rome has a ton to see, with a landmark on almost every street corner, so it will be an eventful day. Well… I am all settled in now, and ready for some sleep! Goodnight world.

Day 97 (Athens)

Last day in Athens – for real this time. It was a very laid back and relaxing type of day. I woke up fairly late, only because my “wake me up at eleven” sign to Brent was unseen due to him waking up at 2pm… I managed to get up around noon. Anyhow, today was spent re-arranging flights and figuring out what I will be doing for the rest of spring break; as well as planning the way back to Scotland. After I figured all of this out, and Brent woke up and did what he needed to do… it was about 4PM.

We headed to a nearby beach – it wasn’t the nicest day out. But we sat out on some lawn chairs and enjoyed what we could of the beachfront. It was a particularly cloudy day, and every once in a while, the sun would show itself, in which I gladly soaked in its rays. After doing this for a few hours, it began to get quite cold. We took the metro further down the coast in search for a café, or something like that, but to no avail. We ended up getting off again and walking towards the beach, here we skipped rocks across the sea for a good twenty minutes, and then headed back on the metro for an early day in.

On the way back we stopped in a grocery store and picked up some little food items to make a meal at Chris’s. When we got back, we did just that, Chris arrived around the same time we did and briefly joined us. I skyped with my Dad and further figured out my flight plans following this. The rest of the day we all just spent hanging out , talking and wasting the time away. My final plans are to fly to Rome 2:30pm on Tuesday, to Dublin 9:50pm Friday, and to Edinburgh 6:30am Saturday… Like I said, very relaxing day.

Day 96 (Athens/Corinth)

An early wakeup in order to get to Corinth at a decent hour, as we were set to leave Corinth around 3-4PM in order to get back for the last Greek league soccer match at 7PM. A great day was in the making. We ended up catching the 9:40AM bus to Corinth, I read through Corinthians to get a feel for what took place in this city, and we arrived around 10:40AM. Yet, we arrived in the modern day Corinth, the ancient city that we wanted to travel to was another 8KM away. We grabbed something to eat on the run and then purchased bus tickets to the old city, unfortunately, we soon found out that the bus doesn’t run on Sundays! Blah! This resulted in us wasting a few Euro, and then catching a taxi. But not before we got a good look at the waterfront of Corinth, which a giant statue of Pegasus overlooks.

When we arrived in the city, the contrast to the modern Corinth was very noticeable. This was truly a humble looking village-city. We immediately saw some old ruins in the background, and walked towards them. The first thing we went into was an old Theatre. This theatre was one of the most unique of its time, it was positioned under ground level, and was actually able to fill with water and drain – making water type scenes available in the play writes. Paul also preached in this theatre to the city of Corinth, and multiple other biblical events. It obviously was in ruins in today’s age, but the impact was still there. While we were moseying around in there, two things happened, 1) We found a baby turtle, and named it Pavlos (Paul in Greek)… and 2) a Christian tour group showed up and spoke about some of the events more in depth, which we sat and listened to for a half hour or so. Pretty interesting stuff.

After this we headed to the museum of Corinth, housing a temple of Apollo a few old fountains, all of which are included in the ancient ancient city of Corinth, from as old as 200BC. There were remnants of old shops, houses and wells. It was a cool place, in the background was a tremendous mountain of which a castle perched a top. This is seen in most of the pictures I took on this site.

We left here, and were attempting to head back to Corinth. I say attempted, because there are no taxis here. We tried to hitchhike, probably 50 cars passed us without any more than a laugh or a sorry not going that way. So it turned into a "welp" moment and we started to walk towards Corinth, we went about a KM I would say until a taxi was spotted. We flagged him down and jumped in, along with an old lady (bless you) who was already in the taxi. This took us into the city and we grabbed some food and then headed on our way. I had a “Special Sandwich,” which consisted of ham, cheese, hamburgers, tomato, Hungarian salad and french fries. It was 4 euro, and delicious. J

Now jumping to the Olympianos soccer game, 3 things…Tear Gas, Gate 7, Olympianos victory. When we arrived, it was about 6:40, the game starts at 7. We found out where they sold tickets and got in line, the English speaking part was a bit of an issue, the girl didn’t really know what we wanted, and basically we narrowed it down to two gates (somehow?) gate 7 or 28. Gate 7 was more behind the net than 28 was, and also 10 euro cheaper. Gate 7 was 30 euro for the both of us. I tried to ask which side was the home side, but she didn’t seem to comprehend me. We ended up getting gate 7 tickets. As we were walking to our gate, an army of police with riot shields and full body armor were headed into the streets. People were against the fences on all levels, shouting at the police and throwing things. This was going to be an interesting game. Once we got to our spot, we didn’t know what we got ourselves into. The players came onto the field a few minutes after we got there. Our section BURSTED into cheering, lighting flares, shooting off fireworks, shouting songs in unison and waves flags the size of minivans. Brent and I couldn’t help to join in on the madness. Looking around, I noticed the other sections were not as rambunctious as this gate 7 was. Then I recalled how countless graffiti’s we had seen on the way were “Olympianos 7” or “gate 7”. The flags all mentioned something about gate 7. Gate 7 is the place to be, this is the die-hard fan section. It was insane. We stood the entire game, and sang, shouted, and cheered. The atmosphere was unbelievable. For some reason, 19 minutes into the game, tear gas started spreading into the stadium via our side. It must have had something to do with the riot, people came out of the tunnel teary eyed and coughing. Everyone started covering their mouths and closing their eyes, the players were escorted off the field. It was on the brink of unleashing chaos. Luckily, this didn’t last too long, and 15 minutes after it started, peace was restored, and the cheering continued. Olympianos were the first to score, the stadium erupted, this was followed by the opposing team scoring, and then Olympianos getting a PK in stoppage time of the first half. There was no more scoring for the second half – but the atmosphere was still nuts throughout the game. It was a great experience, and I am sure if I knew some of the songs a little better, other than “ooooo laaaayyyy oooooo laaaaaay” – it would have been even better. But I couldn’t have asked for a more packed day full of fun. And the best part is, this isn't even over.

Day 95 (Athens)

Our flight to Rome leaves at 1050, we were suppose to catch an 833 metro to get to the airport around 915. We ended up leaving a bit late, and sprinted the final 100m to the metro connection, I heard a loud beep beep beep… only to see the doors slowly closing and the metro pulling away as we reached it. Utoh… We got on the next one, and ended up arriving around 945. We felt like we had enough time to get on the plane… when we entered into the airport, it was madness. Thousands of people were sitting everywhere you could see, some crying, some dazed, and some just throwing temper tantrums. As I looked at the big board to scan for our flight, I see a solid column of the word “cancelled” … If you don’t know already, a volcano erupted in Iceland, the ash from this spread over the UK and most of Europe… planes can’t fly in this, to quote the ryanair spokesman “it would be like sandblasting the airplane” (not to mention the problems the engines would have). So, I talked to the easyjet guy, he gave me two options 1) get a full refund, or 2) book the next flight out and they would cover the accommodation via filing a claim. This could be done over the internet, so we did bother with the 3 mile line that 90% of the people were standing in just because the other people were standing in it. I texted Chris about the situation, he was more than helpful and let us come back and stay with him, back to Athens we go… We looked at different ways to get to Rome from here, there is almost none other than a bus-ferry-bus combo that would take around 2 days to do. With this being said, I logged onto easyjet and probably was able to get the next flights before a large majority of the people in line even got to speak to anyone. Unfortunately, the next flights out were Tuesday at 2:30PM, landing in Rome at 3:45PM… my flight out of Rome is at 9:30PM that same day, from a different airport. Giving me a total of 5 hours and 45 minutes in the city of Rome, with probably 1 ½ hours of transportation and 1 ½ hour before my flight. So I have about 2 and a half hours in Rome. I guess this is okay, I plan on immediately going to the Coliseum, I haven’t decided if I will actually go in yet – game time decision, and maybe see whatever else is around that, the forum, the pantheon… who knows. Let’s just hope the planes can get up in the air on Tuesday!

After getting everything squared away, and planning out Sunday as well, it was pretty late into Saturday. Brent Chris and I were set on going out and getting some Chinese food, and then going up to Areopagos (the rock of Ares) Hill afterwards (the hill Paul preached on about Jesus to Athens). The Chinese food was probably the best decision ever. We ordered a menu combo of BBQ spare ribs, Pork Fried Rice, Sweet and Sour Chicken, and then added on a plate of the hottest rated dish, Mongolian Beef. The food was outstanding, the beef wasn’t even that spicy, to be honest, although it came with some dried red chilies from China, these had a little kick to them. Chris and I handled most of the Mongolian, as Brent isn’t a spicy guy, but somehow he convinced himself to try a Chili. The first one he tried had most of the seeds spewed out of it because of his poking around of it. Wasn’t too big of a deal for him. So, he tried another one that was in full power, let’s just say it was hilarious for us and very very hot for him. I did capture a precious 1-2 minute video of this event, which some of you lucky people can watch later J. Anyway, food was great and then we headed to the hill at around 8pm I want to say.

We walked up the hill, across from it stood the Acropolis illuminated in all of its glory. All around was the city of Athens in bright lights, churches were glowing, Lykavittos hill jetting up in the background. This was one of my favorite places to be. We sat on the rocks on the hill, along with about 50 other people who were all on the college age side. It felt great, the lights, the atmosphere, the cool air and the physical connection with nature. We ended up talking for over 5 hours on top of that hill, all in depth conversations about life, philosophy, religion, science – everything. A very rewarding time and time well spent. We headed back around 2AM and went to bed. Tomorrow, the city of Corinth, where the books of Corinthians were written (the Bible).

Day 94 (Athens)

Last day in Athens. Today Brent and I were planning on doing all of the tourist stuff… which is only open 7am-3pm! We woke up around 815, and were out of the house by 9. Acropolis was the first stop, the hill on which the Parthenon was built; the temple dedicated to the goddess Athena. It was 12 Euro entry, I slipped them my student card, and got in for FREE! Students get into all of the sight seeing stuff for free, what a concept eh? Cheap day for me J.

It was great seeing all the history of this, the theatres, the temples, the statues – everything. Again, unfortunately, I was extremely tired feeling the whole day. Blah. Still, I tried not to let that damper my day. Acropolis had a lot to offer, as I mentioned before, the old theatre was very interesting to see – the Parthenon and few temples were significant in stature as well. You could sense the history around you. After trekking around Acropolis, we got into a conversation with the last guy we asked to take a picture of us. He raved about the Acropolis museum, and a video that they played depicting the history and development of the Parthenon. We talked as we walked to the museum, he was very knowledgeable and showed us a different side to a lot of things; including the unique piping + water system of Athens. Once we got in the museum, we watched the video, which was actually good, it was a great history in a nutshell. Yet as it was almost 2pm now, this only left an hour to get into any of the other sites. Unfortunately, it was a one-entry ticket, meaning Brent stayed there and I left to go see the Temple of Zeus. There wasn’t much left standing of this either, but if your imagination worked with the 8/100 standing pillars – it was a huuuuge temple. Brent and I planned on meeting back up around 3:30pm in the museum, I had another hour until that, but I started feeling pretty bad and headed back to the museum early. I think the cold air of the museum helped me get out of the grasp of the hot Mediterranean sun. I checked out the first two floors of the museum, which were really interesting, I think it would have been better to go to the museum before Acropolis, so if anyone is planning a trip to Athens… do that. We met up and then finished up the museum, afterwards we figured we might as well go to everything and at least get as close as we could to it.

We walked by the Temple of Zeus on the way to the first modern day Olympic stadium. It was 1.50 Euro for students to go into the stadium, 3 for adults, I went in and Brent didn’t. The first thing I did was run a lap on the track! How many people can say they ran a lap on the first Olympic stadium’s track? The entrance came with an audioguide as well, good stuff! It took me back to 1896, the atmosphere and setting. I walked out of the tunnel the athletes did, with loud cheer of crowds playing in my ears. What a feeling that would be, to see thousands of temporarily-semi-crazed people screaming at the top of their lungs. I walked around the stadium a bit more, and then hiked up the endless stairs to the top row. Peering over the edges and getting a great panoramic shot of the stadium seating and track. Great experience.

From here we headed back into town. Relaxed on a bench for a bit determining our next move, Mexican food! We walked there and I ordered a burrito, Brent got some fajitas. There were four Mexican ladies there, all talking in Spanish. It amazed me to see how much Spanish I actually knew! I think I could fend for myself in a Spanish speaking country… now to do it. Eh, maybe later. Anyway, the food was good, the first tastes of Mexican food either of us have had since January (for me) and October (for Brent). This led to us heading back to the house. For some reason we both felt compelled to grab a last pita on the way home, we ate them sitting in a giant square, people watching. Very relaxing and fun. We stopped at a grocery store before we made it back and grabbed some breakfast foods for tomorrow, at least I did, Brent pretty much brought a grocery list and stocked up!

When we made it back, we talked to Chris for a bit. Gave him a gift of Turkish Delight, which he appreciated a lot. Brent talked to him for a while after that, and I headed to finish off these blog entries! You’re welcome!!! ;)

Rome tomorrow! But still no place to stay… ahhhhhh!

Day 93 (Athens/Aegina)

Meeting at 9. Brent’s alarm did not do the job, I looked at the clock at 9:01, not good! We both jumped up and got ready pretty fast, Brent grabbed some sort of pastry at the bus stop, and then we went to the hostel in hopes they didn’t make other plans and abandon us. It was almost 10:30 now – but, they were there! After some chatting, we needed to get a move on and make the metro + busses we had to catch to get to the port. There was a bus + taxi strike at 11am… after hustling to the metro we were able to take it 2/3 of the way we needed. And then… it stopped… apparently this was a complete transportation strike. We were just standing in the metro with hundreds of other locals, everyone is disbelief. A few minutes passed and we realized they weren’t joking, and got off the metro – yet a fairly large number of people were still sitting on it, trying to will it to move again. This was only the start of a long and treacherous journey to the port…

So, on the map it looked like we were pretty close to the port. A few stops away, eh, no big deal. We asked about 4 locals on our first kilometer, they all said something to the tune of “don’t do it, you crazy foreign bastards.” We got multiple different estimates, “never, 4 hours, 10 km, 1 km…” Due to all of our stubbornness to not let the strike ruin our plans, we kept walking. After running into Chris randomly, he gave us some more directions, we went to person to person… km after km… and after 3 hours of walking, we were still not there. We finally made it to the metro stop before the last. The town we had to walk through was full of twists and turns, and with directions to go in three separate ways, we contemplated just walking the metro tracks (the signs ‘danger of death’ and ‘electric charge’ changed those thoughts). Again, back to walking… I might now mention that I have been plagued with some kind of death curse, headaches everyday for the last week, random stomach pains, finger and toe tingles and just a never ending tiredness (if you know what that is, let me know). Doesn’t sound good to me! Anyway, after another good hour of walking, we finally got some legitimate directions and the port was in our sights! It is 2:30 now… it takes an hour to get to the island, and the last boat comes back at 8… but we didn’t walk all this way to not go. We caught the ferry at 3pm, everyone napped on the way over, and I drank a redbull upon arrival.

It was great, we walked straight to the beach to start it off. No one brought towels though, and I only had basketball shorts… but, I was quick to go in. Since this is a sea and not an ocean, there are no waves, and the watch level was about knee high for the first 40 yards. It was kind of cold to start, but definitely do able. Brent came in after, we started a skipping rock competition. The girls then came in briefly, attempting to skip a few rocks with us as well. It really got to be nice after staying in for an hour or so… I found an arrowhead looking rock and then made myself a little spear. Only to be later eclipsed by a piece of wood and giant stick spear, with which I tried to go fishing with. I guess I was feeling caveman-ish. Or the redbull kicked in. The beach was a lot of fun, and after we were done with hanging out by it, we hiked up the hill a bit to walk along the coast and see what was left of Apollos Temple (one column). This led to a sea-side boat fruit vendor, buying 6 total oranges and devouring them. So good…so good! We just relaxed on the shore until our boat would get us at 8, a lot of fun after a marathon, I’ll take it.

On the way back on the Ferry, Thi took our her iphone and we started playing some sort of word game, which you had to make words out of a 4x4 block of scrambled letters, they all had to be touching. A little different than WordTwist and a little harder to get use to, but I got the hang of it. Thi dominated me, she won 7 out of 10. It only got worse throughout the rest of the night. Brent and Chow joined in, and we did some four player games. Brent and I lost all of them (I’m blaming Brent), I tried to get him a X3 handicap, but they wouldn’t go for it. PS: sorry I sold you out bro. We grabbed some food before heading home, some kebabs and pita. It was delicious.