Saturday, September 27, 2014

A memorable dinner and a conversation about a guy who likes too many girls, at the Hyatt Regency Thessaloniki

A very nice fish carpaccio
at the Hyatt Regency Thessaloniki

So two weeks ago, there we were in Greece, certainly living a never-endingly delicious Travelife.

On our last night in Thessaloniki, which is the second largest city in Greece, a couple of us sat outdoors in very fine weather having dinner by the swimming pool of the Hyatt Regency Thessaloniki.

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I still remember that night very clearly because we had very good food and a deep discussion about Travel and Life.

And some other things.

I'd organised the dinner and invited a Greek friend who had very kindly flown in from Copenhagen or somewhere near there just to drive us around Thessaloniki in his BMW, and show us some wonderful things in Northern Greece.

Thanks to him, we had a decent set of wheels for our entire stay, and we'd succeeded in reaching Vergina, the archeological site of the tomb of Philip II, father of Alexander the Great.

This had been on my bucket list as it is one of the best preserved and presented tombs from this period.

Thanks to him, we were able to visit Vergina and have a wonderful lunch with the vice-mayor.

The tomb of Philip II
in Vergina, Greece


This friend had also ensured we were safely home every evening at our hotel, and he'd even organised some very interesting activities for us in Thessaloniki.

So the least I could do was invite him to dinner on our last night in Thessaloniki, living a Travelife.

A night out at Thessaloniki's
most exclusive club

I was still in semi-detox mode so I ordered a fish carpaccio as a starter, followed by my usual Greek salad, and a wonderful grilled fish as the main course.

The others also had fish since we were only several hundred meters from the sea, and it all made us want to have the freshest catch.


We talked about so many things that night, but one thing in particular stuck in my memory.

We were talking about a common friend back home who seemed to squire a lot of girls around but never end up with any of them. All of us knew him except this perceptive Greek friend who simply sat listening to our conversation with great interest.

Then he suddenly said to me, as I was seated next to him: "You know what they say about guys like that..."


No, I didn't, and the inquiring look I gave him said it all.

So he leaned over and whispered the answer to me. And when I heard it, I almost fell of my seat in surprise. 

How true his words were.

And that's how another interesting evening ended in my never-ending, and never-endingly eventful Traveife.

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