Day Seven
Well - I'm back at home, and it feels goooood. *stretches luxuriently* Didn't do a whole heap on the last day - spent most of the morning at the keramikos, the cematory of ancient Athens. It was really rather lovely, very peaceful, full of half-crumbled monuments and tall grasses and wild flowers. And tortoises. Wild tortoises are *great*. We found baby tortoises too, they were *fantastic*.
After that - a spot of last minute shopping, lunch, then off to the airport. Everything went pretty smoothly, I got to do a little reading, and we finally got back home at about 11pm. Some of the things I've ordered that I expected would be here when I got back weren't, which was irritating, but never mind. Shouldn't be that much longer I guess.
In any case - final verdict on the holiday? Not bad at all. The individual bits of site-seeing etc were really excellent, though I wasn't very fond of Athens as a city. Missed all my friends especially you, and I'm glad to be home. Had a dream the night before I left, that I was at home with the Ass no Ryu watching Hellsing, and was very disappointed when I woke up and realised I wasn't. Think that's my subconscious' view of holidays in general.
Comments
You're baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! About bloody time. *glomps* ^_^
*still cackling from comment about crack-fuelled artichoke tour guide*
Greece sounds like it rocked. I would like to comment, since I feel un-Classicisty and dare not approach most of the rest, that Pnyx is the best name ever and one day I shall blackmail someone into naming a child that.
Oh, and read Hornblower! I *love* Hornblower! It's just as camp in the book version and it's infinitely indescribably better than the evil mess-with-the-books TV adaptations...
Aaargh is that the time? *runs off to pack stuff at speed*
Posted by: Tasha | April 13, 2003 10:26 AM