Currently I am sitting at my computer, getting ready to submit some final project reports to our donors and my mind wanders off to another time and place. The place being Greece and the time, just three short weeks ago. K and I had a wonderful R&R trip to Greece where we met up with my parents and lived out our Grecian dream.
We explored old castles, forts, temples, churches, wandered down tiny narrow streets, breathed the wonderful sea air, and generally had a magical time.
I know I have mentioned before how much I miss the ocean and having water around while living in a land locked country, but honestly there is no way to describe the feelings of seeing the ocean after being away for so long. Its like I can breathe again. I tell K I do not care where we go in life as long as there is an ocean close.
We stayed in beautiful places, and slept in until we woke up without an alarm. We read books and watched movies. We mentally remodeled my parent’s kitchen about 15 different times.
We found cafe after cafe and ordered food that we did not know what it was, we drank good and bad wine, but mostly good.
We raved daily about the yogurt, olive oil, feta cheese, tomatoes, wine, and all matter of desserts. (I’m pretty sure I gained a bit of greek weight… and I’m pretty happy about it.)
The landscape was amazing and I am convinced that I will some day have a lemon, orange, and olive tree of my own. In fact I may just move to Greece… it might just be easier.
It was a trip that we will talk about for years to come. Thanks Mom and Dad for joining us, it was wonderful to have two weeks with you both! Love you so very much!
Oh and one last big thing on our trip… I cut my hair. I had been planning it for weeks, but had to wait until I was in a place where I could find someone who knew how to cut white people hair. (Its harder to find than you think) As I sat down in the chair to get my hair cut all I could think about was the movie “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” and the big Greek Hair styles in the movie. I had a small moment of panic, but thankful my hair stylist spoke English which I took as a good sign and proceeded with the cut. Lets take a look at the styles that I’ve sported in 2013 so far:
Many of you who follow the news know that things are heating up in a several regions of South Sudan. I manage several grants for projects in these areas and daily hear about the craziness that is going on. South Sudan is not out of the woods yet; there is still a lot of work to be done and thousands of people who are daily in danger. It very hard for me to understand how I am so blessed to take a beautiful holiday in Greece while other people are struggling to find food, shelter, and safety. I do not think I will ever understand this stark difference in life. And honestly I do not ever want to become so comfortable with other people suffering as long as I am not. But this is a topic for another blog post. All that to say in light of the insecurities I felt like I needed to beef up my street cred..
I am pretty sure that no one is gonna mess with me now.