“I’ve Been Reading Your Blog, Even Though You Never Update” –Dad

Γεια σας!

That’s “hello” for all of you non-Grecian friends. And yes I consider myself a Grecian now, what with my love of gyros and my daily residence beside the Aegean Sea.

Although not too Grecian, because the minute I saw a McDonald’s in Syntagma Square in Athens, I was game for a cheeseburger and fries. Nothing says American like a love for grease and fast-food, and I ain’t ashamed folks. Not at all. (Also, I am not ashamed that I just used the word ‘ain’t’ because you can take a girl out of the south but YOU CAN’T TAKE the south out of the girl. Or say they say.)

And well, since we are on the topic of food, I’ll tell you that Coke Zero EXISTS in Greece! So the Route 44 I chugged the day before I came was useless because as it turns out, I won’t be fasting it for months.

Perhaps the best part of mornings in The Artemis (besides getting to eat breakfast on your balcony while soaking up the sunshine and sea air) is that pastries are delivered every morning. It could also be the worst part because I’m pretty sure I’ve gained a few pounds, which I’m going to tell myself I don’t care about. (I care a little. But not enough to stop eating the pastries.)

Now you’re thinking, “that brunette sure is in a lot of pictures in this post.” And it’s true, because we both love food. Something that has bonded us, among other things. So this is Haley, and we’re kind of soulmates:

She is also good at braiding hair:

And I think that about wraps up a post about what I’m eating and how I’m wearing my hair.

 

 

I amand I updated, dad! Just for you.