On Friday we went to Piraeus to catch our boat. As I rounded the
corner, I realized that my worst fear was now upon me. I thought if I can make it up the stairs I'll be okay. That wasn't necessarily true because the ceiling on the Marina deck where we entered was very low. That was also the floor our room was on. As soon as possible, F and I went up to the top. I knew instantly that this is where I would spend lots of time.
There are pictures of some of the port buildings and our ship getting ready to go.
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