UPDATE:
As promised last time, I’ve gone out a bit and had some fun. What fun you ask? Shopping.
My first quest was to find the H&M at Syntagma. When I left I was told that H&M was on the side road off of Syntagma but that was not nearly clear enough because Syntagma is a square with four high-traffic roads surrounding it. I really had no clue where I was going besides Syntagma so it was bound to be an adventure. Walking there was fairly simple because we had to walk it a few times in the first few days. So I got to Syntagma safely (like I knew I would) and I took the wrong street to wander down at first (like I knew I would) and I ended up in a block of banks and ATMS. After that failure I decided to look at everyone’s shopping bags, once I found an H&M bags I proceeded to walk in the opposite direction from them until they led me to H&M. (yayyy) When I got there I guess I failed to realize that the building itself and all the others surrounding it were four stories because I was overwhelmed with the fact that I had the monumental feat of exploring four stories of clothing and apparel. Needless to say, I completed my journey and successfully returned to backpackers with a pair of shorts (to replace the pants that decided to rip before we left for Crete) and a couple of shirts. The whole endeavor only took two hours plus the half hour of walking to and from Syntagma, the walks were actually quite pleasant. I was really expecting to be bored of walking before I got back because the last time I walked it was my first day in Athens when I had all my baggage with me. Who knew that a walk of less than a mile without a hiking backpack and duffel bag would be bearable? In celebration of my monumental shopping success I treated myself to gelato. It took a long time to find gelato because I’m having this competition with myself to see how long I can last without returning to the same gelato stand twice. After wandering around a bit I found one. I chose Black Forest (I’ve also made a goal of never getting the same flavor twice unless I have to). While I was sitting down and enjoying my gelato, I met a stray dog. I named him Chester. Chester clearly wanted my gelato, but I denied him it.
Random note. I was watching Law & Order with Zak last night while dinner. I hate Law & Order but this was completely absurd, not only was Zack from Saved By the Bell one of the lawyers but the whole episode revolved around a case where one woman was suing another because she hit her in the face with a hot dog. Now that’s hard crime if I’ve ever seen it. Die Law & Order, Go AWAY.
As part of my writing a paper break I decided play my favorite game in Greece, “Let’s See Which American Site I Can Trick In to Working”. I lost the game as I always do so I settled for looking up teasers. While I was scrolling through a page of Grey’s Anatomy teasers I saw a post about a musical Grey’s episode. WOAH. After seeing something as intriguing as that in a tagline I had no choice but to YouTube the clips from the episode. Before going any further with this, I need to note that any singing I hear I get really sentimental, sometimes it goosebumps and other times its crying that results. Also, watching Grey’s Anatomy is like watching a Lifetime movie for me, I just can’t help but cry. The clips that I saw were like a beautiful union to create Medicinal Glee but I cried for a good, solid 10 minutes. I can’t wait until I can actually watch the episode when I get home.
Each time we stay at Backpackers we have the choice of who we can live with. James has made the sad mistake to live with Keegan, Zak, Nicolette, and myself for four days. Not only did he make a mistake living with us but he also made the mistake of living in the bunk bed room instead of taking the roll away and making Nicolette sleep in the bunk bed room. His punishment for the room choice came last night when his snoring kept me awake for more than an hour until he finally got up and left the room, that’s about the time that Keegan and Zak decided that we should scare him when he came back. We waited about five minutes until he wandered back in and just as he was climbing up the ladder, into his bed on the top bunk all three of us screamed “RAWR” (this is not the same “rawr” that Dave uses, the all-caps is meant to show how much more scary ours was). After getting over the initial shock of us screaming at him, he continued to repeat “I hate you all I hate you all I hate you all” for the next five minutes. Revenge is sweet.
Today was shopping excursion: part II. I visited the Plaka in search of a sweatshirt, mainly because after riding on the Artic Ferry to and from Crete I came to the realization that a sweatshirt is always needed in Greece, regardless of what time of year it is. I somehow managed to find the only shop with an American owner and she showed me the University at Athens sweatshirt that I hadn’t seen anywhere else but I really liked. Unfortunately the only color was dark grey so I decided to try it on before I made a decision. When I go to look in the mirror in the center of the shop, the American owner and her employee/family member/lazy friend behind the counter in unison said “Oh goodness, that color works GREAT with your skin tone-it’s beautiful”. It was GREY, you can’t look good in grey—that’s why people wear it because you don’t look bad, you don’t look good, you’re just there. Neutral Neutral Neutral. In case you can tell this was one of the infamous moments where in my head, all I’m screaming is “Stop Lying To ME!” I ended up buying said sweatshirt, not because of the failed attempt at flattery but because I managed to talk the price down from 30 euro to 20 euro by making up some store that had it for 25 euro. Win for Allie.
Now I’m sitting here, just before midnight, waiting for the Lake Forest College 2011-2012 Course Schedule (which is two weeks late) to be released. You’re killing me BJ White!
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