We could pick up our tickets about an hour before the ferry was leaving, but due to the construction on the subway we had about 45 minutes before it was leaving when we finally found the office to pick up our tickets. Apparently since the company had switched our tickets for our return ferry they gave us a completely new reference number, and we needed the number for the boat company and not the booking company… yea, a little confusing. So, the man said that we needed to buy new tickets; however, this was not happening! He didn’t seem too bothered by the fact that we had already paid for tickets and needed to pick them up, and he continued to talk to customers that were further back in line. This only added to the level of frustration everyone was feeling that day and added to the frenzy we were already in.
Luckily, another man came by and went into the office and asked how to help us. Fortunately, he let me into the office to access my email and read off the new confirmation number. This was correct and we received our tickets with about 15 minutes left before departure. Our ferry wasn’t far and we loaded up climbed to the deck where our inexpensive tickets had us sitting. Finally, it started getting cold out so we decided to go in to the seating area and grabbed a few tables with semicircular booths to nap on. Our 5/6 hour ferry turned into a 9 hour, excruciating wait. We arrived in Ios a few hours late, but luckily our transportation to our hostel was there. And by transportation, I mean a “surfer bro” with a dumpy van driving like a madman in the middle of the night on the tiny, winding island roads. Ahh, it was an experience.
And we still managed to look happy on the ferry:
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