Monday, January 31, 2011

Ιθαγένεια: Ελληνική

Ιθαγένεια is Greek for "nationality".

My Greek National ID Card reads
Ιθαγένεια: Ελληνική or Nationality: Greek.
I like that.
It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
And proud.

[me with no makeup and my new, beautiful, shiny Greek National ID card.
You can't tell, but my hair is totally sticking up in my photo from riding a motorcycle.]

Don't I look completely thrilled in my ID photo?!
I promise I was happy.
They just wouldn't let me smile.
I guess I look more Greek that way. Just kidding.

Apparently this card is good for all sorts of things, such as:
  • Traveling within the European Union
  • Registering a telephone number
  • Flashing it at random times, in random places and telling people "I'm Greek!" (I haven't done that yet, but I might)

Friday, January 28, 2011

what's wrong with this picture?

The. answer. is. everything.

This morning it was even higher.

I went to the bank to change some dollars (dollar dollar bill y'all!) to euros.

And left feeling. robbed.

Euro, I hate you.
I'm cheap, but you're forcing me to be cheaper.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Cretans sure know how to eat!

My grandparents and I went to a Vasilopita cutting/luncheon at a large reception hall.

There was live Cretan music and dancing.

The invitation said that an abundant meal would follow.

They weren't kidding.


Xerotigana, paksimadakia
Cheeses (anthotyro, graviera) with honey
Orektika (appetizers) of spanakopites, tyropites and loukanikopites
Suglino (smoked ham)
Tsigariasto (stewed) meat with french fries
Vrasto (boiled) meat with pilafi (rice) and yogurt
Mixed greens salad
Psito (oven-baked) meat and potatoes
Makaronada (spaghetti with cheese)

The food just kept on coming.
So I just kept on eating (as not to be impolite, of course).

There was also bread, wine, tsikoudia, water and sodas on the table.

YUM!

Friday, January 21, 2011

born to be wild

If life had its own theme music my song today would have been "born to be wild".

Okay, it wasn't that crazy, but I did ride on the back of a motorcycle.

And it felt pretty wild.

Seeing the city that way is so much different (and, in my opinion, better, albeit not safer) from riding in a car or on a bus.

I actually took the time to look around and pay attention to things I normally wouldn't.

The wind was hitting my face and I was smiling from ear to ear the entire time.

I loved it!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

new phone

Last night consisted of a lot of:

Even 50 cent text messages couldn't stop me.

Needless to say, I had a great time.

I am truly sorry to all of my unsuspecting victims.
Especially my dad.
Thank you for not judging me for my 5 AM emotional confessions while under the influence.
Thank you also for paying the enormous phone bill that will be sent to you.

Tomorrow I am finally going to go buy a new phone (The iPhone 4 with the 4.1.2. update cannot be jail broken yet. Boo for my fellow Greeks not being as sneaky as I had hoped/expected. You disappointed me!).

I'm sure life will become a little easier when I am able to communicate with my friends via text message/phone and not just facebook.

Monday, January 17, 2011

my roommates

These are my "roommates".

They are two of the coolest 70-something year olds you will ever meet.

They are my grandparents and (as the photograph indicates)
they. are. awesome.

I have been having a lot of fun with them.
We talk. We laugh. We share stories. We look at old photographs. We learn from each other (they teach me new words and recipes and I teach them how to "google" and "facebook"). We eat lunch everyday at 2 PM and on Sundays we eat seafood by the beach. We drink beer and wine. We watch tv shows and movies and football (soccer).

I am so fortunate to know my grandparents (I have a total of FIVE!) and to be close with all of them.

the beginning

So, why did I leave my quaint suburban (occassional clubbing/bar hopping) life

for this?
You're kidding, right?
But I understand when people question my choice.
My family is there. My friends are there. My whole "life" is there.
But I wanted something more.
Some sightseeing. Some independence. Some adventure.
And I deserve it (I'm getting more comfortable saying that).
Over the past year, I battled (and beat!) cancer.
I also graduated from college.
I always said (but didn't really believe) that I would travel after graduation. It sounded like fun; like one of those crazy ideas that never translate into reality.
When I was sick though, I thought a lot about life.
And death.
And all of the things I wanted to do and see before I die.
And how badly I wanted to travel.
At times, when I was in pain, I would let my mind wander to the beach, my feet covered in sand with a view of the ocean and the sound of waves crashing on the shore.
Picturing myself traveling far was my escape from being sick.

After graduation (and a clean bill of health), I took the opportunity life (and my parents funds-thanks mom and dad!) offered me.
The timing is perfect.
I am young.
I am not in school.
I am not set in a career (yet).
I am not married (yet).
And I do not have children (yet).
So here I am.
On the island of Crete, Greece.
So far, just relaxing, but my adventure will be kicked in to high gear soon.
And I. can't. wait.