Second Encounter

We roll out of bed around 11 am, pack our things, and head to the lobby of the ferry. We sit down with a capoccino and a ham and cheese croissant for a breakfast/lunch.
And then we spot them. Our Italian Stallions.
The come over to our table, grab as many extra chairs as then can, admire our huge backpacks ("so heavy" they said), and we continue talking.
We make sure to get the actor's autograph, as he claims he will be an international star one day, and we take a picture with them.
One of them deviously keeps kicking my shoes under my seat. Flirting knows no language I guess!
Their eyes widen at my huge novel sitting on the table. I brought the book Shantaram (an amazing novel) with me to read. It's between 2 and 3 inches thick, and probably 800 to 1000 pages. One of them picks it up and reads the cover in English. Then they laugh about something on the back. "So big!" they tell me.
Yes, I am a nerd.
In parting, the actor tells us in broken English what a pleasure it was to meet us and that he'll always remember the two American girls he met on the ferry from Bari. And, if we're ever in Naples, we should look him up.
Several of them give us hugs and a kiss on each cheek, the infamous European goodbye.
They were great. Just so much fun.
And now we had to find a train to Athens.

And we did! We asked where the train station was, walked in the scorching sun a ways down the road, and found out that we had about 4 hours before the next train left. So we went straight for the Internet.
And then we ate another amazing Greek meal, with greek salad no less, and the cucumber dip that we enjoy so much at my house in AZ.
Wandering back to the station, the train arrives, and we hop on board. Four hours to Athens.
And the train has no air conditioning.
Keep in mind, the weather is almost as hot as Arizona in temperature, but then you have to add humidity. We were drenched.
Luckily, 2 hours into the ride, we find out that we have to switch trains. Which was good, because the second train had air conditioning. The bad part was we almost missed it because we were snoozing. We jolted awake and wondered why everyone was getting off of the train.
Leslie asked a conductor for Athens and he said "Next train!" and pointed toward our transfer.
We made it just in time.