As we left Athens behind, the terrain became mountainess and the road winding. I had my work cut out to stay on the small piece of seat the old woman left for me. The cat that was next to one of the other nannies called Hannah must have had motion sickness, as it started screaming and scratching the inside of the box. My old lady had indeed unpacked a meal consisting of some lovely sandwiches and a flask of coffee, and I felt my empty tummy calling out for something to fill it up. Our driver was typically Greek, hooting, shouting and throwing signs at his fellow road users. The trouble started at the first little village where a few people wanted to get off, but couldn't get to the door, the assortment of stuff in the isle blocking them off. They tried to walk over it, but such a roar went up from the owners of the stuff, that they froze on the spot. The driver, not very patient from the outset, had to get out of his seat to try and get the poor passengers to the front, but when he touched the cage with the two rabbits the owners started verbally abusing him, and this driver being no push-over, one helluva fight broke out, resulting in the driver grabbing the cage and making for the door, the old man, red in the face, shouting abuse, as he was also trapped in his seat. Then the driver had to remove a lot of the stuff to open up the isle, and at last the people could make their way to the door. By this time the driver was a ball of fury, as we were falling quite behind schedule, and we still had a long way to go, so the stuff he had to take out was literally just chucked back into the bus, setting off something like a bally shouting contest! I don't think the airconditioning system was strong enough for the blend of smells emanating from us all. Spices, garlic, herbs and so forth are wonderful in food, but when it is released through the open mouths of half a bus full of snoring old people, some with hideously bad teeth, others with no teeth at all it is NOT nice! I was very thirsty, and hungry, and when we were told at the next stop that we could get off for a pee and food, but that we had only fifteen minutes, pandemonium broke out, as everybody wanted to locate their pieces in the isle, but the driver having just chucked it in helter skelter, it was almost impossible, with the result the fifteen minutes were up before we even made it to the door! We begged the driver to allow us to just get some water, so while we got back to our seats, Harry, the male nannie and Hannah just about walked on the stuff blocking their way and went for water. They also got us each a packet of crisps. Most of the people never got to the shop, so they were grumbling and calling down all kinds of bad luck on the hapless driver! The scenery was just beautiful, the road winding its way through the most awe inspiring mountain passes with huge plantations of pines growing high up on the slopes. My back was aching from sitting so skew  on my 5 square cm of seat, as it was impossible to salvage another cm from under the old lady's stuff! I tried for one of the seats that had emptied, but found that every inch was already taken up by someone else's bits and pieces! So it went on, at every village the fighting to get out, but by the time we reached Delhpi there still was no empty seat, but the isle was almost open and I marvelled at this mainly elderly lot who could get their stuff onto a seat in  seconds!