Greece

We took a night ferry to Greece and arrived the next morning. We stayed a night on the Aegean sea, and the rest of the nights were spent in Athens. We spent most of the days driving through the Greek countryside, visiting various ruins.
We visited Olympia, where the first olympics were held thousands of years ago, and where each torch begins its journey. We got to race on the original olympic track, which is pretty cool if you ask me. If you look in the slideshow you will see me at the starting line- still intact.
We visited the ruins of Mycea, which was the city that fought against Troy, so that was pretty old. We went to Delphi which is a city that Apollo himself created. We saw a number of other ruins, and then ruins, that though they were thousands of years old, were still in good condition.
We spent one day in Athens at the very crowded Acropolis, which was cool, but cooler was that night when after a good solid day of shopping, we went to get on the tram to take us back to our hotel, because the only info we were given to get back was the tram stop-- and then, the Trams decided to go on strike, leaving us stranded, an hour away from where ever the tram stop was. It made for some good intense feelings, especially when none of the cab drivers OR bus drivers knew where we were talking about, and the other hotels had never heard of our hotel-- no worries-- it only took us 2 hours to get home.
I also got a boyfriend named Stellios, however, due to the unfortunate tram strike, and the more unfortunate incident of me telling him my name was JO, and the tour guide thinking my name was AMIE, the date he promised never materialized. So alas, I am still single, but now with a slightly broken heart: Oh dear Stellios -where for art thou? oh yeah, and to add insult to injury, I did get a photo with my beau as to prove to all my students, I did what they requested and found a boyfriend, however, the camera that took my picture unfortunately got erased completely, a day before we came home. That was a pretty tragic moment. Sorry.
Another great moment was when our tour guide told us that there was a strike planned for the day we were leaving which would mean all means of travel would be ground to a halt: buses, airplanes, trains, taxis, etc. hmmmm de ja vous. i believe the meditereanean countries hear that I am coming and then find out when i am leaving, and because they can't live without me, they strike! Luckily, international flights allowed one flight out to each destination- and we got that flight. Yay.
Back to the states.
Back to life.