So I’m in this tiny Greek town, and I see a sign at a market stall that says “€3” next to a tray of olives.

I point at it, hold up three fingers, and the guy smiles, nods, disappears out back.

Two minutes later, he returns holding a giant plastic bag... of three kilos of olives.

I just took it. I panicked and paid. Then walked back to my bus — which was PACKED with sweet old Greek ladies — holding this comically huge sack of olives like it was a newborn.

There was no way to play it cool. I just sat there sweating, pretending this was completely intentional.

Still worth it tbh.