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Soccer, Hiking, and Monasteries!

Side notes: Sorry for the delayed post, I was trying to upload the video to the blog.  So through out the trip we have been nicknaming people. To allow everyone from the trip to keep their anonymity I will be referencing them by their nicknames in ‘____’.

As far as active days go, today was a doozy.  Started the day off right and headed to the monasteries by 9:00.  It was cool enough to sketch, which was perfect.  We spent a couple hour exploring, sketching, photographing, and documenting.  The Great Meteoran Monastery.  Honestly, I could have spent two straight days sketching.  Every view was perfect.  The materials, shapes, shade, and shadows created a flawless atmosphere for sketching.  There were tour groups galore.  Several times I would find myself sketching only to feel eyes on me.  I would turn around to find little children watching as I draw.  I would stop to show the curious kids my drawing and watch their eyes get big as they figure out what building I was drawing.  Talking to the group later, this was a common occurrence.

The Great Meteoran Monastery. 100 steps down, a small bridge, and 200 steps up to get inside the Monastery/Fortress.

Due to the time, everyone was starving.  We headed into Kalampaka town for some family style food.  Fried cheese, greek salad, and village sausage were just a few of the things we tried. Fried cheese was great!  When everyone was finished with their food we passed around each others sketchbooks as if we were speed dating.  Only 1’30” per book.  After lunch we headed back to the hotel for a long standing Greek tradition, nap time.  I sacrificed my nap to type and edit photos for the blog.

View from Hotel. See the mountian on the right? Just to the left of it, there is a tall slender rock. It looks like a finger. It is the rock pictured below.

See the tall rock that looks like it is going to topple over? See the crease? We climbed up and sat there!! (see picture below)

The Girls Picture! (I am saying something fascinating, I’m sure.)

6 pm is hike time with a little rock climbing mixed in.  According to the hotel receptionist, it was an ‘easy’ hike.  After the hike was said and done, we figured out we climbed the wrong mountain.  The hike was a long work out.  There were a couple spots were I definitely needed help getting up/down.  The boys were more than helpful climbing around.  It felt fantastic to reach the top. The view was worth the hike.  It was incredible, unbelievable, and implausible.  To see all of Kalampaka from the top was worth it.

On the walk back to the hotel, there was a soccer game in the square.  It was 15 or so kids, ranging in ages from 6 to 15, playing. I immediately jumped in to play, asking ‘Μπορούμε να παίξετε ?’(Can we play??)  Some of the others from the group volunteered to play as well.  Once we started the game it took me all of 5 minutes to score.  GOOOOOOOAAAAALLLL! 🙂 After the goal, ‘Nonos’ jumps in yelling “Time-Out”.  He asks the kids if there is a bigger field so we can all play.  The kids take us to their school. We played soccer until about 10:30.  We got our butts kicked 7-4, but it was probably one of the most memorable experiences so far on the trip. ‘Nonos’ busted out some moves and scored 3 goals for us.  ‘Hercules’ pretty much broke his toe on one of the kids.  I’m not sure what to call the kid who breaks ‘Hercules’.   Zeus?? It was the ‘Mermaid’s first time playing soccer and she was kicked in the head.  She was okay; thankfully there was a little Greek boy on our team looking after her. ‘Sargent’ was kicking butt being our goalkeeper in the back with ‘Honey Bee’, our defense.  ‘Smirf'(Temporary Nickname) was making their defense work.  ‘Smiles’(Temporary Nickname), ‘Sarcasm'(Temporary Nickname), and ‘Boots’ were also out there helping.  The perfect ending to a wonderful day!

Im in the White Tank Top and Black Shorts, if you couldn’t tell.

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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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