Friday, 10 June 2011

Thursday 2nd

Waking up at three AM might seem a bit keen for a 7 o clock flight, but I hadn't finished packing yet. We left at four, arrived at Heathrow at five thirty and looked longingly at the shops until they opened at six. There's nothing like a toasted ham and cheese panini with mustard mayonnaise for second breakfast.

The couple I was seated next to on the plane were being very inappropriate, I would say verging on illegal, so I moved to the back of the plane and sat a seat away from a very respectable looking businessman. And breathed a sigh of relief.

A couple called Kent and Myrna picked me up from the airport and took me back to their place for an orientation. Kent walked me round the neighbourhood and showed me all the good places to buy cakes and ice cream.

While waiting for the other intern to get home to be introduced, I fell asleep on the balcony. (Everyone's assuming I’ve got jet lag because most interns fly from the States. I’m not going to correct them). When Emily arrived and prodded me with a stick to see if she lives, I jumped out my skin and almost of the balcony.

We had lasagne and home made bread for dinner, then I went home with two girls called Christy and Tasha, the wonderful people who have agreed to take me in for the month.

Just as an aside, Athens is not at all what I expected. I thought it would be a big, grey, dirty city that oppresses and destroys all joy and life from your soul. But it's not like that at all. The buildings are light and elegant, the sun shines and the sky is blue. It's not massively crowded and there are quite a few trees scattered around. It's actually rather beautiful.





Plus, there's loads of old stuff everywhere which really adds to the city's charm.

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