03.14.2012
Today is brought to you by shoes and ships and sealing wax.
From March 8, 2012, a blog of self-involvement and art... until my camera broke.
2 months ago
03.10.2012
Snapped on our way through a flea market in Pisa. Life could be worse.
3 months ago
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We went there for a weekend.
Then we came home to our castle.
The funny thing about Greece is that the clouds are different there. Big fluffy nimbus clouds look like big fluffy nimbus clouds at home, and in the Netherlands, and pretty much anywhere. And hey, sunsets? I’m a pro at sunsets. The sun going down over the San Francisco Bay lights all the windows on fire and streaks the sky with orange and is best seen from a sailboat under the Golden Gate Bridge etc etc, but…
In Athens, the sun sets over a hazy Acropolis until you almost can’t see where it’s crumbled. The clouds pile up on top, hovering at the other side of the horizon and collecting around mountaintops and glowing gold until you can’t help but stare at them resentfully because you know there aren’t actually gods inside but you can’t quite work out why there couldn’t be. There are no gods in the clouds at home, but reality feels different in Greece.
Maybe I’m biased. Our journey started in the freezing Netherlands and touched down briefly in the already-frozen Zurich airport, so to step out into sixty-five degree (F) weather felt impossible. At our carefully rationed restaurant meals our waiters asked us if we were sure if we wanted to sit outside, since it was so cold, and it was difficult not to laugh. After our bouts of involuntary spasms induced by the unheated Schiphol airport, a sixty degree evening was nothing.
But Luke, an American student taking a gap year to volunteer in Athens, assured us it had snowed the previous week. He approached us when he heard our loud English and we promptly adopted him as our guide. He was kind enough to show us around, explain the city, and steer us away from the heroin addicts—the three qualities most valued in a tour guide, I think. It was a relief, rain or shine, to have our tour of Greece be heroin-free. And to finish the weekend at an outdoor restaurant (under a sweltering heat lamp) with a view of the Acropolis… Good food, good weather, good view and good company? I was in heaven.
Led by our very own mini-Batman, I think we navigated Athens quite successfully for our first visit. More on graffiti, culture decay, and mythological-ruins-geekery to come. Until then, andio!
4 months ago
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