It's a funny thing ferry sleeping. Our first ferry from Piraeus to Mykonnos was on the Greek Orthodox easter long weekend. People just threw their stuff on the decks inside and sat down. Who knows why they wouldn't try and get in a chair but heck, when in Rome. Plus, the shock factor of not speaking the same language left me in the inclined position to just do as they did.
There was the overnight ferry from Crete to Piraeus when we thought it would be a good idea to just sleep on the deck - cheapest option for the budget traveller.
After scoping out many a place, we found these wonderful long benches - we really couldn't believe our luck!
All was going well as we spread out our goods for sleeping - me with my little bilum bag stuffed with clothes for a pillow and my jackets as my blankets - until a friendly steward came by to tell us if we wanted to sleep there, we would have to wait until 11:30 p.m.
It seems we had landed ourselves in the first class section of the deck. All those people who have their own cabins and were probably sitting in the bar on board because they were travelling first class, should not have to be subject to us peasants sleeping on their precious lounge couches.
Perhaps worse was that at 5:20 a.m., we were awoken for the same reason. The ferry was not arriving for another 2 hours but the first class people might want to mingle and sit in the dingy lounge instead of their comfy cabins.
Lesson Learned: It was then I realized that not all rules make sense and I was ready to throw caution to the wind and start breaking the ridiculous ones. I had followed too many rules all my life. It was time to re-evaluate which ones were just and which ones were just stupid.
There was the overnight ferry from Crete to Piraeus when we thought it would be a good idea to just sleep on the deck - cheapest option for the budget traveller.
After scoping out many a place, we found these wonderful long benches - we really couldn't believe our luck!
All was going well as we spread out our goods for sleeping - me with my little bilum bag stuffed with clothes for a pillow and my jackets as my blankets - until a friendly steward came by to tell us if we wanted to sleep there, we would have to wait until 11:30 p.m.
It seems we had landed ourselves in the first class section of the deck. All those people who have their own cabins and were probably sitting in the bar on board because they were travelling first class, should not have to be subject to us peasants sleeping on their precious lounge couches.
Perhaps worse was that at 5:20 a.m., we were awoken for the same reason. The ferry was not arriving for another 2 hours but the first class people might want to mingle and sit in the dingy lounge instead of their comfy cabins.
Lesson Learned: It was then I realized that not all rules make sense and I was ready to throw caution to the wind and start breaking the ridiculous ones. I had followed too many rules all my life. It was time to re-evaluate which ones were just and which ones were just stupid.
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