actually, let's try this again
I'm not going to be able to give a better picture of the trip right now, and it's not even that I want to try. It's all up in my head and I'm missing everything about it, including the time we got stopped by the police on the way to our second hotel because riding in a bus in the evening was nice because it was a Greek evening.
The weather was wonderful. It could have been warmer but since it was compared to New York, it was great.
Christian Bale was in two movies I watched in the wee hours of the morning, neither of which I really watched because they scared me. The second was indeed American Psycho and I have to admit that despite the disturbing character I still liked him... The first was part of Equilibrium
I don't like coming back to a place where I don't live alone because now I'm back to reality. Maybe I'll move to Greece. Okay, that'll never happen, but I have to go back more than just once. I have no idea how I'll get back up into the random mountains, but all in due time.
I really liked Tolo, too, even though it was tiny and everything closed remarkably early. I want to go back to the harbor. A week was not enough. And now there's school tomorrow. Bollocks.
Driving back in Queens made me miss everything about our bus rides in Greece, and the orange trees, and the weird trees that had parts of their branches (I think sawed) off, and the calmer feeling to the cities. Sometimes I think I'm not meant for New York though I always say I am since I like the quieter places when I'm there. But I think I've figured out what I'm meant for and I don't plan to actually outline it to anyone just yet.
You know what's weird? I ran into Stephanie Benardis on our first day in Greece at the museum. Of all places, after about 5 years.
The weather was wonderful. It could have been warmer but since it was compared to New York, it was great.
Christian Bale was in two movies I watched in the wee hours of the morning, neither of which I really watched because they scared me. The second was indeed American Psycho and I have to admit that despite the disturbing character I still liked him... The first was part of Equilibrium
I don't like coming back to a place where I don't live alone because now I'm back to reality. Maybe I'll move to Greece. Okay, that'll never happen, but I have to go back more than just once. I have no idea how I'll get back up into the random mountains, but all in due time.
I really liked Tolo, too, even though it was tiny and everything closed remarkably early. I want to go back to the harbor. A week was not enough. And now there's school tomorrow. Bollocks.
Driving back in Queens made me miss everything about our bus rides in Greece, and the orange trees, and the weird trees that had parts of their branches (I think sawed) off, and the calmer feeling to the cities. Sometimes I think I'm not meant for New York though I always say I am since I like the quieter places when I'm there. But I think I've figured out what I'm meant for and I don't plan to actually outline it to anyone just yet.
You know what's weird? I ran into Stephanie Benardis on our first day in Greece at the museum. Of all places, after about 5 years.