One of the number one lessons taught in life is never go in to a dark alley. However, on this vacation to Greece we were ignoring all the rules ( we went to Starbucks when our Tour guide told us not to because we can get Starbucks in America. I know, we were rebels). So, instead of listening to all the warning signs of the awful smells, only a little bit of light, and the fact that it was an alley. We walked right in. As soon as I stepped in something wet on the ground I knew it was a bad choice to go in there. I'm pretty sure all of us in the group were thinking why we did....
Last Summer, I went on a trip to Greece with a group of about 10 other people, including Dr.Will and his wife Nina. It was our free day so we didn't have any place to be for a while. Our group gathered in the hotel lobby that morning after breakfast and decided we would just walk around and explore for a while. We took the train to the square and just started walking. We all had lunch together (the food was amazing everywhere) and then we split up into two groups to do a little bit of shopping. After a while we all met up again and by that time Nina had heard of the food market. Nina is an amazing photographer and what better place to get pictures than a food market packed with colorful fruits and vegetables? We walked for a while stopping when we saw something shiny (the girls liked the jewelry and the boys liked the armor).
We asked a couple people for directions along the way so when we reached the dark alley we were all a bit confused. We were in the right spot but no colorful vegetables and fruits were in sight. Since there was a little bit of light at the end of the dark alley we decided to try it out. Bad idea. The stench immediately overwhelmed us. Everybody was holding on to someone else because the floor was so slippery of slime (which was probably part blood). The farther we went the worse it got. Then, once we saw the hanging pig we knew we had the wrong kind of market. Needless to say, there were way too many hanging, skinned, animals for everyone to bare. We practically ran out of there. Once we breathed in the fresh air we all started laughing because we realized how stupid it was to go in there in the first place. However, the good part of it was we made a pretty good memory out of it.
Moral of the Story: never go in to dark alleys... especially in other countries.
Chelsie: Excellent job! I love the enticing/ creepy little detail of you stepping in something squishy- definitely grabs the readers' attention!
ReplyDeleteI will now refrain from offering further specifics-- because I used all my energy writing the new blog post, and direct you to it shamelessly :) :
http://mrhslandolit.blogspot.com/2012/03/post-4-ah-those-wonderful-high-school.html
Chelsea,
ReplyDeleteYou did an excellent job explaining how a dark alley feels. You also did a good job explaining how it was a bad idea to go down in the alley in the first place. I would suggest next time adding a little section on how you felt physically. For instance, was your heart racing or your palms sweaty? After reading what you wrote, I will never venture away from tour guides in a foreign country. You were certainly persuasive in your writing.