Top Athens Tours, Sightseeing & Cruises - page 2

Small group tour with an excellent guide. We had time at the beach for dinner and drinks. We were able to go swimming or just letting the water splash our legs. The ruins of Poseidon with the breathtaking views over the water, watching the sunset. Worth the trip!

The tour guide was wonderful. Very knowledgeable and did a great job of moving the tour along. Just the right timing to keep adults Inotified and the kids to stay interested. The company check in at the beginning was not the best experience. Not a big deal but even if you have a booked time slot, it doesn’t really matter because you have to stand in a line that wraps around the building while ONE person checks in the entire massive group of people taking these tours.

Alex, we told you we'd leave you a poem review so here it goes!! Rolled into the city on two wheels of fire, Met a man from Sparta who could only inspire. Said, “Hop on the saddle, I’ll show you the way,” By sunset we’d laughed through the whole dang day. His father taught physics with formulas tight, Declared, “You’re my worst student!” almost every night. But genius ain’t measured in homework or grades, Sometimes it’s hidden in bike-tour escapades. Ohhh, king of the bike lane, ruler of the street, Knows where to find tapas and the best thing to eat. He’ll snap your best photo with one hand on the bars, And swear they’ll name planets for him among stars. Yeah someday they’ll say when historians look, “He made no cash then… but now he’s in books!” He’s a musician now, pockets mostly air, But confidence? Endless. Swagger? Rare. Says, “Money is fleeting, but legends remain. One day they’ll name galaxies after my name.” And maybe he’s right, who are we to deny? I’ve seen how he charms every stranger nearby. With wine recommendations and jokes on command, He’s richer than kings with a map in his hand. Ohhh, king of the bike lane, ruler of the street, Knows where to find cava and cured meats to eat. He’ll frame you in sunsets, make everybody stars, Then yell, “Future Neptune is driving these bars!” Yeah someday they’ll say when the night skies are bright, “That wild Spartan guide was absurdly right!” And his name? Good luck trying to spell the whole thing, Five names long, like the alphabet learned how to sing. Consonants dancing, vowels in parade, The longest introduction mankind ever made. Ohhh, king of the bike lane, hero of the road, Carrying laughter instead of a load. From Sparta to the city, from taverns to bars, Soon they’ll have moons and asteroids named after his scars. So raise up your glasses, let bells loudly chime— For the guide with no money… but timeless prime.