Classes have started

You will probably find my entries fewer and farther between. I'm down to the nitty gritty daily academic life now. I like my classes so far. Two more to go. I hope I like them as well. I have to wonder about a Byzantine history class meeting at the McDonald's in Sygtama Square though. I'm sure there is a site of significance nearby. I haven't done my research.

Speaking of Sygtama Square, I walked there last night. By myself. It was a wonderful walk the light and cooling rain. I stopped in Sygtama and ordered a frappe at Everest. Walking away I was approached by a Greek gentleman who was insistent on teaching me Greek, Italian, Japanese, and any other language he could speak. We chatted for a while. He gave me his phone number. I know more about Angelo than I know about anyone in Greece at the moment; not that I asked, he just told. I told him I was married. Happily married. He just wants to talk he says. I somehow doubt that. Or us Americans are suspicious of everyone's motives. My husband joked that I now have a Greek paramour. I love my teddy bear of a husband. I miss him. I wish he were here. Walking in the Athens rain with him would make my life complete.