We felt like Jason’s Argonauts marching expectantly up the gangplank onto the gleaming white Hellenic Lines vessel, big as a block of flats.
Next stop, Piraeus via the Corinth canal, overnight deck class.
I’d avoided Ancient Greek at school because what was the point when nobody spoke it except a bunch of nobs? We took a shine to Homer notwithstanding, a first year Classics student at King’s Cambridge, who caught our eye, vainly trying to practise his ancient Greek fruitlessly on a puzzled bartender. We had much in common to share; hitchiking tales, Cambridge and a firsthand taste for Ouzo.
Neville Hunt about 5 years ago
‘a bunch of nobs’ made me hoot with laughter!😆