Wednesday, April 4th 2012
Yesterday, While walking in Monastiraki, my sister Foivi pointed out to me that the police where going around asking random people for their "Ταυτοτιτα" (identification papers) and to those that didn't have any valid ID on them, where taken in to the police station and placed under temporary arrest. Foivi advised me that it would be wise to always carry my passport with me just in case my Canadian drivers licence wouldn't be sufficient. Today after my sister Sophia and I took her mom to the doctors we stopped to at a super market to get some groceries. My sister went in and I decided to stay and keep her mom company. Respecting the fact that she doesn't smoke, I stepped out side to smoke and talk to her through the window. All of a sudden, 5 Cops on motor cycles pull up and 2 of them go up to one random guy siting on his motorcycle asking for ID. The other 3 pull up right beside me and ask me for my ID. I hand them my licence which says Georges William Crentiris ( now here is a random fact, if my papers where made in Greece, they would have said George Crentiris Georges aka George my fathers Georges Crentiris, confusing I know. lets say my sisters for Example says George Crentiris Sophia.... they always state the the fathers name on ID here) ANYWAYS lol... The cop asks me my name, I respons Georges, he then asks for my fathers name, I reply George.... He then asks who is William, I reply my grandfather... and he then asks where i get that from.... anyways i had to explain that in Canada we have middle names and do not attach our fathers 1st name to our names.... he then asks me my birthday ( clearly sated on my ID...) then asks who the woman sitting in the car is.... when did my sister get the car etc... in the meanwhile the other cop was on Radio with immigration verifying who I was... At this point not knowing what is going on I was shitting bricks.
While all that is going on... the cop decides to be all buddy buddy with me and asks me about life in Toronto, asks if I know his cousin with the name Papadopoulos... we ended up shooting the shit until my papers where given back to me.... and was advised to always carry my passport on me to save time for and if there is a next time...
When my sister Foivi got home from work and I told her what had happened, she died of laughter and told me that next time before coming to Greece not to be so tanned to they don't mistake me for someone else HAHAHAH
Yesterday, While walking in Monastiraki, my sister Foivi pointed out to me that the police where going around asking random people for their "Ταυτοτιτα" (identification papers) and to those that didn't have any valid ID on them, where taken in to the police station and placed under temporary arrest. Foivi advised me that it would be wise to always carry my passport with me just in case my Canadian drivers licence wouldn't be sufficient. Today after my sister Sophia and I took her mom to the doctors we stopped to at a super market to get some groceries. My sister went in and I decided to stay and keep her mom company. Respecting the fact that she doesn't smoke, I stepped out side to smoke and talk to her through the window. All of a sudden, 5 Cops on motor cycles pull up and 2 of them go up to one random guy siting on his motorcycle asking for ID. The other 3 pull up right beside me and ask me for my ID. I hand them my licence which says Georges William Crentiris ( now here is a random fact, if my papers where made in Greece, they would have said George Crentiris Georges aka George my fathers Georges Crentiris, confusing I know. lets say my sisters for Example says George Crentiris Sophia.... they always state the the fathers name on ID here) ANYWAYS lol... The cop asks me my name, I respons Georges, he then asks for my fathers name, I reply George.... He then asks who is William, I reply my grandfather... and he then asks where i get that from.... anyways i had to explain that in Canada we have middle names and do not attach our fathers 1st name to our names.... he then asks me my birthday ( clearly sated on my ID...) then asks who the woman sitting in the car is.... when did my sister get the car etc... in the meanwhile the other cop was on Radio with immigration verifying who I was... At this point not knowing what is going on I was shitting bricks. 
While all that is going on... the cop decides to be all buddy buddy with me and asks me about life in Toronto, asks if I know his cousin with the name Papadopoulos... we ended up shooting the shit until my papers where given back to me.... and was advised to always carry my passport on me to save time for and if there is a next time...
When my sister Foivi got home from work and I told her what had happened, she died of laughter and told me that next time before coming to Greece not to be so tanned to they don't mistake me for someone else HAHAHAH
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