Apparently on his only visit to Greece, Sigmund Freud experienced brief but unsettling feelings of alienation as he stood on the Acropolis. I went back there today and I felt alienated. Lonely and fearing death. Some days it just gets to me that way and I suppose bumming around not working with too much time on my hands to do nothing much at all must be a contributing factor. So perhaps I should do some work - maybe bar work. I have never worked behaind a bar before bur how difficult can it be. I suppose there are drunken revellers hassling you all night but maybe I could get a job an a quiet bar on a quiet part of town. Its not like it booze city like Friday night in the centre of all our towns in England. So I drift down from the alienation feeling and into the practical - how do I go about getting a job ?. so I start entering bars and asking in English if they need staff. I just get a lot of shaking heads for two hours and head back to the hotel for a kip. Just as I am about to nip upstairs I hear Petra "Hey Boy !" -"Hi Petra, do you want to come upstairs and drink some ouzo ?"
" Yes Boy that sounds idyllic "
We go up and I pour two large glasses mixed with tap water - no ice.
"Petra ? "
"Yes"
"What are you doing here in Athens ?"
" I am waiting to go to the islands, but I have just postpone it for a while because I have to wait now for some money to come into my account"
She laughed playfully and Wacked my knee, took a slug of Ouzo and suggested sex. Which we did for 3 hours and then both fell asleep. I phoned Bob later and he said I was a lucky bastard and that he was depressed because Sharon had gone all luvvy duvvy over her pregnancy and he was not so sure but I told him to get a grip, it was obviously what he wanted as well for Christ's sake - the grass is always greener eh ? I told him to take up yoga with Sharon and do all that baby in a tub business - he seemed to cheer up a bit and laughed when he said that they had had to cancel their horse riding holiday in Spain
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