Greece has been wonderful. The food (grilled feta at a tiny lake side cafe..oh so simply delicious), the people (a bus load of strangers, each on their way to someplace exciting or demanding or distracting, become a laughing gaggle of friends- as each joins the task of getting two lost travelers closer to their destination. It took one observant woman to notice that we looked lost, another to go ask the driver which stop, one to interpret into English, one old man to laugh and tell us a joke entirely in Greek, and laugh so hard that I got the punch line, everyone else to jump in with what they knew and one woman, who is struggling to keep her furniture import business going during the "hard times" of the $ crisis, to actually walk us to our stop. Thessaloniki has defiantly been the funniest place to be lost in.....and the one in which we have most often been lost! , the beauty - the colors of the sea....just as the ocean in Wrangell has an extraordinary pallet of gray throughout the year, the sea of northern Greece paints blue of vast and breathtaking hues.
Can you guess? (Submit your answer in the comments and enter the drawing for a prize).
Often over the last few days, that has been our question. So much is written using only the Greek alphabet...which I know I learned in seminary.....but even so it takes my brain a few seconds before it registers the sounds and a few days for the meaning. Look closely above. Try to figure it out. That is where I have been! And guess what? We are about to board a plane for Turkey, with a alphabet I never learned.
I'm ready.