After finally getting to their hotel in Halkidiki, it was decided that they would go out into the local areas and find a guide. This was where they met their translator, Otis. "It's great that you're here with us, we would have went somewhere more popular like Athens or Crete but the hotels there didn't seem all that cost efficient for us." John explained.

"That's fine Beatles, I'm sure you'll find this little peninsula just as much fun as the larger islands. Now, how about we go into town and I can find you some fresh olives and grapes. As well as the freshest fish you can find." Otis smiled. "We may not have the Parthenon but we do have beautiful beaches for you to walk in."

"You had me at the olives, let's eat!!" George grinned.

"Here, I'll pay for your meals, then you boys can find a place to convert your cash into our currency here."

After eating, the Fab Four's bellies were as big as beach balls after all they ate. "This was so good!! We never get such flavorful food back at home." Paul burped, patting his round belly.

"Hey pass the calamari, I just love it so much!"

"Well I suppose we can walk down to the beach now, I'm stuffed! Gotta get hungry again for dinner y'know?" Ringo smiled.

Once they arrived, the Beatles were all in their swimming trunks and laying down on the sand, tanning their wonderful fat. "Hey how about we take a boat ride? The weather is perfect for it, and now that we got our Greek currency to afford a boat or two." Paul suggested.

"I was hoping we could go fishing from the shore, that way we can try out that kitchen in our flat, if love to learn Greek cuisine myself, that way we won't have to constantly look for a good Greek restaurant when we get back home." John replied.

They might be too heavy for a boat, but the fish won't be too far from shore, maybe if they're lucky they can see how dolphins help with net fishing!

Tomorrow might not be as good a day, there's always fish in the markets caught fresh every day. But it's not every day when you can go sailing.