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Agia Trada Church

Waking up in Korinthos was beautiful.  The water was so serene.  I couldn’t stay and explore, I had to get to Athens. The hotel manager gave me a ride to the bus station.  It was the first time I sat in the front seat of a car in Greece.  The hotel manager was around 80 and didn’t speak a word of English.   It was incredibly sweet to give me a lift to the bus station which would have cost me at least 8 Euros.

Zappeio Gardens

After a bus ride, metro ride, and a short walk I was in my hotel.  I sat down on the bed for what seamed like 30 seconds before Alejandra, from my class, called my hotel room.  Best Timing Ever. She met me at my hotel for us to explore Athens together.  We walked everywhere we could, even multiple times. The whole ‘multiple times’ think only happened because we were walking in circles and didn’t catch on.  We walked through a meat market.  THAT was an experience.

We sat at a small restaurant eating gyros.  DELICIOUS.  We pulled out our books on learning Greek and started to teach each other things. We practiced saying “separate checks please”.  When it came time for us to leave, she decided to practice. The waiter had no idea what she was saying.

Temple of Olympian Zeus

We headed back to the hotel to try to contact more people from the class.  We were able to call Melissa and Ashley to meet up for dinner. Ashley has been in Athens for a couple days, so she was able to show us around.  We ate dinner at a great restaurant that gave us free wine, and desert. Not a bad deal!

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Perriann Hodges

I am not an author. To be quite honest, I always hated English class. I write so I may share my experiences and remember the man I met on a bus who treated me to dinner with his family, paying and booking a hotel only to find out its out of business, fake crying in the Athens airport to get a ticket home, or remember the strangers who looked out for me on a bus. Some live, experience, and are fulfilled by what’s in their backyards. I find there is something truly exhilarating about cramming as many possessions into a bag as possible, only to complain you brought too many. This is my life out of a suitcase, hope you enjoy.

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