Tearing the Greek peninsula apart for the next week, we have Phil Zwijsen and Kevin Tshala. So far, the country is putting up pretty tough resistance, Phil’s got a cold and Tshala’s tweaked his leg. Out comes the whip. Yesterday, after we’d just been skating the Aris plaza, the one with the white Pier 7 type blocks, we got busted by about 15 cops trying to leave the spot. It’s under construction, so you have to jump a fence to get in there. Mind you, the fence was there a year ago, when we were here with the C1rca dudes, and since then, nothing at all has changed inside. In any case, some concerned citizen had spotted up in there and figured we were anarchists wrecking the marble. Since the riots in the area few months ago, everyone’s on their toes a bit, not least the cops. The weird thing was that the cops were not at all bothered with the kids still skating the spot, they were worried about us, since they didn’t see our boards first. Searched the car for drugs and petrol bombs, then checked some IDs and let us go with a smile. The place we’re staying, at the Exarchion square, is right in the middle of where the riots were. 3 months ago, you could have sucked in the teargas and watch the molotovs fly and police cars burn straight from our window. Riot police still patrol the area after dark with their shields and batons. Anyway, time to head to Syntagma now, meet up with Giannis for a day of shredding with limp limbs and sore throats.
Tshala, nollie 360 shove it