It's all greek to me

Did i mention that i am from Greece? (yeah, dummy...right there on the top of the page, duh!).
Well, this being the middle of summer, let me fill you in on what to expect if you are looking for a neither "with us" nor "against us" moderately safe place for holidays (last tsunami we had was several millenia ago-though it did single handedly destroy the entire Minoic civilization).
Holidays in Greece mean:
-Product and service prices worthy of Swizzerland
-Product and service quality worthy of Eastern Mongolia (the ancient one-in case a modern mongolian reads this).
-Having to endure the obnoxious waiter's "i descend directly from Pericles" stare.
-Having to endure the obnoxious taxi driver's sweat (descending directly from the age of Pericles).
-Trying to decipher cryptic road signs that ultimately lead to the wrong end of nowhere.
-Finding out that even in the wrong end of nowhere someone has erected an aisthetically challenged concrete monstrocity
-and will gladly charge you astronomical prices for the privilege of not enjoying your stay there.

ON THE PLUS SIDE:
-If you are into hairy, manly chests and P.I. Magnum moustaches, you have a wide selection of our local girls to choose from.
-You get to leave this place eventually.