Aurora Litochoro Whore ❤️❤️

About Thessaloniki

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience with schleppy exes. I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re workin’ harder than that horse pullin’ the cart!”—y’know, from the movie? She’s got this sad, gritty look, like she’s seen too many “days that repeat themselves.” That line kills me! Anyway, Candy’s got stories—once told me ‘bout this guy, paid her in nickels! NICKELS! I was screamin’, “What is this, 1890?!” Made me so mad, I coulda spit! But also—kinda funny, right? *NAAAHAHAHA*

Litochoro Village

After that drama, I decide to hit the trails. You know, the ones that lead up to Mount Olympus? Yeah, those. I’m pumped. I love the outdoors. The air is fresh, the views are insane. But guess what? I get halfway up, and it starts pouring. Like, outta nowhere! I’m soaked, my shoes are squishy, and I’m thinking, “This is NOT what I signed up for.”

On This Day In 1912, Greek Torpedo Boat Sinks The Feth-i Bülend In Thessaloniki