After i awoke and preformed my morning rituals, i went to the bookstore for information on India and Thailand. Then to the market for supplies on my passage to Isreal. Dates, olives, nuts, apples, oranges; all were cheap and all i bought too much, not yet understanding kilos to drachmas rates. So, i shared them with the Greek worker at the hostel. I also bought a hand-made bowl, that i said i would if i had 2500 left with enough for the metro. The bowl for 2500 was smaller than what i was to have but the maker was kind enough to give me the next size up for the same price. My Father is blessing me though his angles though they know they are not. For even though i have checked out of the hostel, I am still being allowed to stay until i leave for Piraeus and still being fed with another free meal and a free orange.