On one of the nights, I met up again with two French ladies on the coast of Kamari, at a karaoke bar. They just so happened to be Olympic athletes! I, of course, am the opposite. 

Anyway, here they are:

Sophia Bouderbane

Marie Barrué

Over cocktails we chatted about stereotypes, and I was pretty much attempting to say I defied stereotypes, whilst completely pissed and red faced from too much sun. This is before we sang Wonderwall and Mr. Brightside on karaoke and immediately activated every Brit in the area, like there was some sort of sleeper agent collective there.

It was a fun time! We eventually wandered inland a bit to get some kebabs but our conversation had dwindled a little as my drunken, English, sunstricken ass became ever more unable to communicate. A shame, because I did enjoy their company.

If they’re reading this and have hazy memories of this, then good luck in your athletic careers and every happiness to you both 🙂