OK, I had decided not to gloat and make everybody jealous back home you, who are still gripped in Winter's frozen hand, but the attached is what I saw the moment I opened my eyes here on my first morning in Greece. This is the way snow should be....far away up in the mountains where it belongs.
I had a decent trip: First stop Montreal, where the french girls go Ooo la la....then charge you $18 for a sandwich...they have a certain Eskimo chic. The ocean crossing seemed to take only about an hour 'cause I passed out for the rest of the trip due to my movie choice. Five hours in Frankfurt airport, but I did have a wunderbar breakfast. I passed on the restaurant called "Keffirs" 'cause their menu had absolutely racist graphics of these little black ladybugs with big white eyes and lips! Their red with white polka-dot coats looked decidedly like doo-rags....is it just me? Isn't the word "Keffir" the South African "N" word?
Speaking of food, and I'll probably be doing a lot of that, don't ya just love those airplane meals? They're like what the Astronauts probably eat.
Finally, a quick flight to Athens. Nich picked me up and wisked me away to his Neverland of Kardamili. It was a wild ride in the dark and when we hit the mountains there was lightning, pelting rain and hail! I got through it by telling myself that off a cliff in Greece has got to be better than a cardiac arrest shoveling snow in Barrington!
Nich's house is lovely, all stone and such, and we finally got to sleep at 3:AM and when I awoke I was seeing this snowcapped mount Tayetos. I did marvel, at first, on the possibility that it was just a big sideways poster Nich was holding up outside my window, but I quickly regained my facilities and dove for my camera but by the time I got it together this cloud had come. I shall endeavor to get a better picture in the next few days. [Actually, since I'm doing this blog in retrospect, this is the good one]
Soooo, we had a real heavy lifting day which started right out with about three hours at Nich's kitchen table. But I gotta say a few words about Greek freshly squeezed orange juice. No, sorry, no can do 'cause Nich's up from his nap and wants to play.
As grueling as this day has been, up at the crack of noon, a wade in the surf, lunch then naps, I'm already starting to get the idea that, if I want to do any serious work, I've got to get the heck away from Nich.
Well, it's 11:30 PM....time for dinner!
More soon
I had a decent trip: First stop Montreal, where the french girls go Ooo la la....then charge you $18 for a sandwich...they have a certain Eskimo chic. The ocean crossing seemed to take only about an hour 'cause I passed out for the rest of the trip due to my movie choice. Five hours in Frankfurt airport, but I did have a wunderbar breakfast. I passed on the restaurant called "Keffirs" 'cause their menu had absolutely racist graphics of these little black ladybugs with big white eyes and lips! Their red with white polka-dot coats looked decidedly like doo-rags....is it just me? Isn't the word "Keffir" the South African "N" word?
Speaking of food, and I'll probably be doing a lot of that, don't ya just love those airplane meals? They're like what the Astronauts probably eat.
Finally, a quick flight to Athens. Nich picked me up and wisked me away to his Neverland of Kardamili. It was a wild ride in the dark and when we hit the mountains there was lightning, pelting rain and hail! I got through it by telling myself that off a cliff in Greece has got to be better than a cardiac arrest shoveling snow in Barrington!
Nich's house is lovely, all stone and such, and we finally got to sleep at 3:AM and when I awoke I was seeing this snowcapped mount Tayetos. I did marvel, at first, on the possibility that it was just a big sideways poster Nich was holding up outside my window, but I quickly regained my facilities and dove for my camera but by the time I got it together this cloud had come. I shall endeavor to get a better picture in the next few days. [Actually, since I'm doing this blog in retrospect, this is the good one]
Soooo, we had a real heavy lifting day which started right out with about three hours at Nich's kitchen table. But I gotta say a few words about Greek freshly squeezed orange juice. No, sorry, no can do 'cause Nich's up from his nap and wants to play.
As grueling as this day has been, up at the crack of noon, a wade in the surf, lunch then naps, I'm already starting to get the idea that, if I want to do any serious work, I've got to get the heck away from Nich.
Well, it's 11:30 PM....time for dinner!
More soon
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