Well all, I'm terribly sorry for the lack of blogs that i had promised prior to the start of our trip, but I'm glad to say that it has been very adventurous thus far, and finally seems to be slowing down just a bit. At last we have reached Bulgaria and are staying with Nicki's cousin Moni in Sofia. All of the people that we have come across have been so amazing and generous to us. It's people like these that make me want to stay out here longer.
When we first started our trip a couple of weeks ago, I thought I would never return to "normalcy" again. By this I mean we experienced jet lag at it's finest and it definitely took a toll on our bodies And minds.
After a fourteen hour journey from San Francisco Airport to Athens, we were in desperate need of some rest. Would we be finding it at any point in the near future? "Ohi." Dimitris (our lovely host in Athens) was kind enough to swoop us from the airport and pack us into his trusty Volkswagen Fox which we have all grown to love and appreciate (she purs like a kitten and hugs turns like I would hug my mom if I could reach her). We then proceeded to the coast to catch a ferry that would transport us to the beautiful island of Kefalonia where we would be spending the next five days. Now having skipped the night completely in transit from sky to sky, what difference would another couple of hours drive be just to miss the ferry? For that matter, why not another "couple" of kilometers to a different port where we would also miss the ferry and have to wait until 5am to buy tickets for the one that left at 6am? By this point we are beyond delirium and running off of fumes and the sheer excitement of knowing that we have FINALLY touched base in Greece!
Now let me stop here to emphasize the fact that many (including myself at some desperate point in time) did not believe that we would make it this far. Yet there we were at 11pm sitting outside of a small restaurant waiting to see our first (well, my first) European sunrise.
As shown in the pictures from my last blog, our very first meal was worth every kilometer, every Euro and every single sleepless night that lead us up to this point. To be quite honest I'm not sure that my reaction would have been much different if our waiter had placed a single slice of bread and a glass of water in front of me, but I was sure we had entered the Greek gates of heaven as he little by little filled every inch of space on the table with plates and plates of wonderfulness. (please, don't question my grammar).
...to be continued.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
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