For some bizarre, wonderful reason, I landed in Athens with almost no jet lag. Seriously...almost none. I should have been an absolute wreck. I usually am. But considering the length of the journey and how little I slept, I held it together surprisingly well.
WHO hands over their entire financial lifeline over... in Italy... the pickpocket capital of Europe... to a complete stranger? WHILE I'M STANDING ON THE ROAD DRINKING!!!
Me.
Apparently, me.
I spent the next ten minutes berating myself for committing what might (potentially) be the stupidest mistake of my entire travel career.
Rookie move. Classic me.