They are the ones, the locals say, who are carousing, brawling and getting violently sick. They are the ones crowding into health clinics seeking morning-after pills and help for sexually transmitted diseases. They are the ones who seem to have one vacation plan: drinking themselves into oblivion.
â€œThey scream, they sing, they fall down, they take their clothes off, they cross-dress, they vomit,â€ Maliaâ€™s mayor, Konstantinos Lagoudakis, said in an interview. â€œIt is only the British people â€” not the Germans or the French.â€
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In Laganas, on the Greek island of Zakinthos, where a teenager from Sheffield died after a drinking binge this summer, more than a dozen British women were charged in July with prostitution after taking part, the authorities said, in an alfresco oral sex contest.
More alarmingly, a 20-year-old British tourist partied with her sister and a friend into the early hours in Malia also in July, then returned to her hotel room and â€” although she had denied being pregnant â€” gave birth. Her companions say they returned later to find the baby dead; she has been charged with infanticide.
After sobering up, here’s hoping there’s time to go here. (Because I just had to purge my working library of 100s of books to accommodate being involuntarily bumped to a much smaller office–clearly I need to fly to Portugal to get new ones.)
*Yes, that is the 2nd week of the semester. And, yes, that has been making syllabus-writing much harder than usual these past two weeks.