while the rest of the group saw that silly little 'harry potter' movie hours and hours before the states.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
you give an offering, your goat shivers, you go on your way.
last full week in athens, starting now. ahhhh!
Another early weekend morning and off to the Agora, ancient marketplace in Greece. Stomping around the ruins and a nice lunch with the group where we shared ten different appetizers and tons of bread and bottled water, as always. Dr. Kaplan brought us by her favorite bead shop where I went crazy buying beads to make key chains, and then to "The Loom" where I bought my first souvenir for myself, a big colorful tapestry made in Northern Greece. The new Acropolis Museum was next. Big and beautiful with a view of the Acropolis out the window and glass floors with displays underneath. The group split after the museum so Valerie, Katie, Dr. Kaplan and I went off to find the First Cemetery of Greece and the zoo inside of the National Gardens to make our sight reports more thorough.
Temple to Apollo
our view at lunch, up in the mountains
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Tuesday, July 5, 2011
hold onto that feelin'
Ciao! It has been a few days since I blogged so the details are fuzzy but the pictures tell a pretty good story themselves. While today is tuesday I am blogging about the past friday. I'd say it's more important to live it than write about it, although I love writing.
Spent the day after class wandering around downtown with Phil and most of our group. We stayed on the outside of Syntagma square but passed many police wearing thick jackets and holding big guns on their chests. Everything was kept in a centralized location and we avoided all the trouble by walking a little further. The funny thing about these 'riots' is, the demonstrators have all the tricks down at this point. 'If we light something on fire, it will surely make the news;' and this seems to be how it works. We walked around an area as peaceful as our residence hall neighborhood and came back to see on the news that more 'chaos' was happening. But that is good news. It's not as bad as it seems.
Special Olympics Summer Games 2011: Athens, Greece
Congrats to Richard Heath of Vero Beach, 2011 Golf Olympic Team!
Our room took a trip downtown friday night for dinner and drinks before heading to Mykonos in the early morning. No feta on our salads but a delicious meal including: bread, chicken, salad, wine and dessert for 11 euros each. The exchange rate trips me up here sometimes, seeing 5 or 6 euros for the price of a quick dinner seems cheap until realizing that in the US, you would be paying for a modest sit-down restuarant. It takes a little bit of practice.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
happy birthday, dr. leslie kaplan!
We're sitting in class watching CNN which is showing footage from downtown Athens where protestors are 'lost in a cloud of tear gas.' It is odd to think about, aside from the fact that I have stopped by the square where the demonstrators are, these images on the television seem as far away from us as home. Sitting in our Deree residence hall, the loudest noises I hear are the buses whizzing down the one way streets (excluding riot days) and the rowdiest people are not black shirted protestors carrying signs but the students down the hall from Washington stumbling home in the middle of the night.
Monday, June 27, 2011
THE PARTHENON.
Dana and I met a nice Greek man at the flea market in downtown Athens:
"Where are you girls from?"
"Vero Beach, Florida, United States."
"I used to live in Miami and work as a bartender. I made 80 different types of coktails."
"What was your favorite one to drink?"
"Oh no, I didn't drink coktails. You know... because I'm a man."
On top of the Acropolis we walked around for over an hour in winds that felt like they could throw you to the ground. The view looked like I was on top the world like it does everywhere in Athens. We spent the morning up on the Acropolis and the afternoon picking through a flea market at the Plaka. After eating lunch, Dana and I hopped on the metro to head back to the Deree residence hall. A pretty much sucessful underground metro ride later we ran into the Kaplans at the bus stop where we got on for our second leg of the trip home. A few curious girls and 20+ stops later we ended up right next to the highway while our driver took a smoke break. Oops! Finally got it figured out when Leslie Kaplan played 'dumb american' showing our address and had an enjoyable ride anyway while Ellie sang 'five little monkies jumpin on the bed, one fell off and bumped his head.'
Valerie and I headed up to the Parthenon through the crowds.
Signs and two sleeping bags on a grate where the demonstrations are held.
In the movie, My Big Fat Greek Wedding it mentions 'moussaka,' when I saw it on a menu near the flea market, I went for it. yum yum yum!
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