On to Greece

After a long day wandering around and nearly getting sunstroke we took the 6 pm ferry from Ayvalik to Mytilini. As always, we'd planned on finding a place for the night on arrival, but by the time we arrived all of the hotels and pensions appeared to be full. Unwilling to shell out 100 Euros for one night, we looked around for 'rooms to rent' signs and pensions. We asked around in shops and quizzed random passers by, but no one seemed to know anything and despite exploring the whole town, we only saw a few places, all of which were fully booked for the night. After 2 hours of walking around with heavy bags we finally found a place that had a free room. Instead of looking any further, we gave up and settled on the Porto Lesvos 2, which smelled like stale bread and cigarettes and looked like it hadn't been redecorated since Nixon was in office. Our spirits were still up from managing to find a place without cracking under pressure and the weight of our luggage, so we went out for a couple of drinks. Mytilini seems like it gets its fair share of tourists, though most are probably just passing through to other, better parts of the island. The harbour was beautiful at night, and everyone looked super chic, making us feel pretty glamorous.