I normally don’t eat breakfast. I know it sounds odd, but a cup of coffee is perfect. This morning I couldn’t put enough on my plate. On top of the normal cup of coffee, I ate 3 croissants, a bowl of cereal, a roll of bread with salami and ham, a cup of canned fruit, a slice of toast, two glasses of OJ, and three glasses of water. I kept wondering where it was all going. The last time I ate like that I grew 3 inches that year. Sadly, my growth spurt days are over. After freaking out the receptionist about my food consumption on free food, it was time to take a walk around the city.
I met up with Alejandra and Ashley to take a walk around the city. We didn’t accomplish as much site seeing as the day before due to the amount of humidity. It felt like Washington DC in late July. Walking, sitting, moving, or staying still doesn’t feel good. Everything makes you sticky. The humidity only helped me to drink 2 liters of water today. Because it was so hot, we decided to shop. The best way to cool down in the city is to enter all the air-conditioned shops. Yes, we window-shopped stealing cold air. For some reason everything is better in Greece. Alejandra and I shared a sandwich costing less than 3 Euros. It was delicious!
Around 6, Alejandra, Ashley, Melissa, and I headed to the Acropolis to meet up with the rest of class. More familiar faces! Today was only a meet and greet. No real classes happened. We took a class photo and headed to dinner together. Dinner was great drinking Greek beer and eating kabobs with everyone. Tomorrow is going to be a big day. We are hitting all of Athens in a day. Time to get rested up. I hope it isn’t going to be as humid.
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.