Normally, I’m not a very patriotic person. But there’s nothing like living in a country that is not your own to make you appreciate the culture you grew up in. A couple weeks ago I was INTENSELY homesick, so I decided to celebrate all of my American-ness on the 4th. Today I’m not feeling quite so homesick, but I figured I would regret letting the opportunity pass, so here we go!
Jeans, of course. Red tank top. My Illinois necklace. Unfortunately (fortunately?) I don’t own any obnoxious USA gear.
Hamilton, obviously. Do you even know me?
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Two of my co-workers are on a committee that creates a yearly inter-denominational conference for Greek Christian women. When they invited me to join them by saying, “It’s at a resort by the beach, and the cost of €100 includes two nights in a 4-star hotel plus six buffet gourmet meals,” it was very easy to say yes.
Dina drove me to Euboea, a massive island near Athens, and we got to the resort hours before the 200+ women who were attending the three-day conference. Due to poor planning on the part of the resort, about half of us had to spend the first night at a nearby sister-hotel. Dina dropped me off there while she worked, and I had virtually AN ENTIRE HOTEL to myself for five hours. It was AMAZING.
Later that first night, the buses full of women arrived. Continue reading