Was looking through some old stuff yesterday and found a few slips of paper from some of the old little memories from Athens in the ole days.
It was evening in Oinoi train station, an hour’s north of Athens and a dark and isolated place. We were the only lights for many miles around and we were gathered there waiting on a train. The only thing really to do in the station was to eat and drink. and we did.
1989 was the year we found Paradise, split level bar on Loisson Street, just up from Larissis train station and equidistant from Vathis and Victoria.,em There were several crowds who frequented this dive. First were the runners who represented the hostel population; there were the travellers also who were a different class altogether, they were [...]
Running trains meant an ever vigilant presence on any incoming trains to Athens. One of the busiest ( as it linked up with a Brindisi – Patras ferry – was the 309 this came into Eleusina at around 4pm each day, though it was, like most trains, late often as not. Trouble is that there was [...]
Of course the busy port of Piraeus did not escape our attention. I often had to catch the early bus from Omonia to the port and wait for the early morning ferries to come our way.
here in fading light I learnt a lot, I sat with Tim and Larry as distant lights lit up tracts of track towards us. I sat with many friends : Ahmed, Candia, Dave, Kenny, Thomas, Bea, Hannes, Lars, Patrick and others- so many others, as diesel trains made their way through the night to us, [...]