Woops! It seems that I am pretty much a month behind in this thing. Which is deplorable, and I apologize.

We’ve just been doing a lot of stuff, learning to knit, reading novels, visiting three world capitals in less than two weeks. That kinda stuff. BUT I am majorly behind so I’ll have to start with Santorini.

Oh! Also we went to see a soccer game, which was interesting in an insane sort of way. The Greeks get REALLY into soccer, to the point of giant cultlike chants and small explosives.
Also, my wallet was stolen on the supercrowded Metro. Awesome! Another girl in our group had her bag slashed open with a knife and didn’t even realize. Authentic Athens pickpocketers, everyone.

But anywho…

AWESOME TRIPS Part 1: Santorini!

We headed off to Santorini on a ferry roughly the size of a giant freaking hotel, where we sat in the lobby-type room and slept on couches because it was a nine-hour trip. It was an overnight ferry, so we arrived in the morning after leaving at midnight. It was pretty cool.

When we got there my roommate argued with some sketchy travel agents until we got a hotel room with a view out over the Cliffside for really cheap. I’d like to think this was because of expert bargaining skills, but it was also partially because we got there in the middle of winter when there were about twelve other tourists on the island. The room, though…was SO nice. And the view was incredible, right out over the sea with a view of the volcanic islands and the famous sunsets (though we missed that since it was so cloudy).

The first thing we did, naturally, was get in the Jacuzzi at 10 am because we were so excited that there was a Jacuzzi.

Then we went off in search of food and shops, and did a lot of touristy browsing and scoping out restaurants and also freezing our butts off. The islands are colder than the mainland, and MUCH windier (which becomes a lot more significant later).

We were wandering happily around, talking about how sad it was that we were missing Halloween, when we passed a doorway that was completely decked out in orange and black and went WAIT A MINUTE. Turns out it was a pretend Irish pub, which was celebrating Halloween by having a party, so we headed back there and won free shirts with witches on them and got free pointy hats from the bartenders who were all in costume. It reminded us all of home.
We ended the night in the Jacuzzi again with little glasses of wine, watching the sun go down over the water.

For day two my roommates, who are probably insane, had planned to jump off of some cliffs. But the wind had reached instant-pneumonia levels so instead we looked at art galleries and the place where Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants was filmed.

We shopped and ate some more, and headed back to the rooms to pack, and THEN we learned that our hotel-sized ferry back was, in fact, in Crete indefinitely because of the high winds.
The hotel people had allowed us to keep our bags in one of the three rooms after checkout, so we headed back there to camp out for…a while. The ferry that was supposed to leave at 10pm ended up leaving at noon the next day.

This means that seven of us spent the night in a two-person hotel room. There was some pretty creative use of furniture as sleeping surfaces and a lot of spine problems in the morning (at least they gave us breakfast).

Coming soon…Berlin!

Happy Halloween, America!
We don’t get to have Halloween here. Apparently there’s some day in February where Greeks all wear funny costumes for no reason though, so perhaps we’ve been a good influence.

It would seem that I haven’t blogged in a while. This is definitely not because I forgot my Blogger password. That would be dumb.

Classes are chugging along in a way that is truly unremarkable, unless you count the way City U. is really terrible at, say, telling us whether our classes are cancelled or not. Organization is not one of the famous Greek traits (as far as I can tell the famous Greek traits are aggressive driving and high-heeled boots and tardiness).

I’m learning some very useful phrases in Greek class (“Good morning! My name is Erin! I want coffee! Where does your mother live?”). Usually I can practically utilize about two of these words before it degenerates into gesturing and the clerk using English anyway, I guess because it is painful to watch.

Apparently I missed Vince Vaughn as well as Kevin Costner last week, a trend I am not pleased with. C’mon, famous people!

We visited the Temple of Poseidon, which was beautiful if you don’t mind being trapped on a peninsula until your bus comes back. There was a Greek national holiday called Oxi Day on Wednesday so we got to sleep through classes (SO not as good as Halloween though).

I’m getting a little homesick now that it’s well into fall in the States. Fall’s always been my favorite season so it kind of sucks just missing it entirely. It’s getting chilly here but everything’s still green and no one celebrates Halloween or Thanksgiving. Aphroditi is going to make Thanksgiving dinner for all the American kids, including specially imported Butterball turkeys because Greek turkeys, she says, are too boney. It’s super super nice of her.

Tonight, we depart on an overnight ferry to Santorini. It’s supposed to be the prettiest of the Greek islands, though it’ll be cool and windy when we get there so I am not looking forward to a dip in the water like I usually would be. We’re coming back Sunday night to Monday morning. A week later we head on a ten-day excursion to Berlin, Amsterdam, and Paris, which is majorly exciting provided the travel agency stops being so frustrating.

And cause I've been behind, here's some pictures from Meteora and our Delphi/Corinth/Sparta trip. Enjoy :)

Sup, America

I HAVE SOME MORE PICTURES. Here they are. They are from the Acropolis omg omg omg

The reason I haven’t been blogging is that I’ve been having many glamorous and exciting adventures in the beautiful weather.

Just kidding!

It’s actually been raining all week, and really cold too, I am confronted suddenly with the fact that I pretty much packed nothing with sleeves because I was too much of an optimist. I need to go shopping if I can convince a roommate to come with me. I’ve been on whole-apartment shopping trips but I am so slow that we usually switch stores before I find anything. Or else they are sketchy places with “Dolce and Gabanna” hanging on hangers outdoors for suspiciously low prices.

I went to the market yesterday and did some serious grocery shopping even though it was pouring rain, so I’m proud of myself for that. Last time I was so overwhelmed by the fact that it was an open market that I ended up buying two plums and an apple or something. I made chicken in my apartment for the first time, too! It was exciting.

Annnnd what else. The apartment went out again to a bar I liked and a club I didn’t, I ended up kind of grumpy and with blisters on my feet from my shoes I don’t usually wear. But the night started out as fun times, at least. I really like all the girls I live with, they’re fun.
And we got shadowed all the way home by these two dogs that were flanking us really protectively and barking at every creepy-looking man that got near us. They seemed really eerily smart but it was nice, they made me feel weirdly safer. They came all the way back to the apartment with us, Kathleen gave them names and everything.

I had my first classes, except not Photojournalism because the professor crashed his motorcycle into something on the way there (he’s okay). They were…pretty unremarkable. And I don’t think they’ll be much of a challenge.

Blahhhh today is so blahhh. I’ll hopefully have more exciting things to blog about later.

OH I FORGOT KEVIN COSTNER. He was apparently just wandering around the city and some girls from our school saw him and took pictures with him. WTF. I wanna see someone famous!

EDIT: some pictures finally?? these are from downtown Athens, shopping and the apartment and the little mountain we walked up. Woop! More to follow but photobucket is absolutely glacial.

I am finally, finally back in my apartment after FAR too much field-tripping. We spent the last three days touring Peloponnesus, a big peninsula thing where a bunch of the famous ancient city-states were. I’ll break it down for ya…

Corinth: There wasn’t much to Corinth, except a big canal that we walked across and went oohh. We stayed there in a hotel Friday night, and went to a little island called Monemvasia (“one entrance”) that is connected to the mainland by a little bridge and consists entirely of a small mountain. Which, of course, we had to climb up on foot. It was okay though, because the views were spectacular. There was a little town at the base and the ruins of a palace and some churches at the top. And amazing, amazing views of the Mediterranean on all sides. Did I mention that the Mediterranean was about twelve feet from the hotel? It almost made up for the crappy little area rugs.

Sparta: SPARTAAA. Not actually that exciting, it’s just a little city now with a lot of cute Spartan children chasing pigeons and such. Over in Ancient Sparta there are some ruins of a fortress and a “dead city” called the Byzantine Necropolis, on top of a mountain. That we had to climb up. It took forever and ever, the ruins were not as cool as the Corinthian ones, and we got lost on the way back down and ended up hiking for a LOT longer than we actually needed to. I thought my legs were actually going to give out. Stella made some joke about us being Spartans now while we all quietly resented her for hanging out on the bus during the whole thing.

Olympia: The high point of Olympia was the massive (big fat?) Greek Orthodox wedding that took over the entire first floor of the hotel. Everyone was up till the middle of the night and in the morning they gave us leftover fancy wedding candy. We got coffees and sipped them outside at a café in the evening, and watched soccer. I felt very European. We spent the night there, and in the morning went to the ancient Olympian museum (which was really cool) and the ruins (which were cool in theory, but in reality kind of flat and not exciting. Some people raced in the stadium area where the first Olympics were held though!)

Then we rode in the bus for a million hours, which I mostly slept through, except when the driver yelled through the window at other drivers or Stella got on the microphone to tell us important things, like how one time her tour group accidentally took pictures of a goat herd while the shepherd was peeing.

Before we left for our little journey, we went to dinner at this place that was loud and crowded and insane and had Greek dancing and stuff. There were men in skirts and pom-pom shoes and a bellydancer who didn’t do much except shake her boob fringe at everyone, but she was still appreciated because dinner came with a lot of bottles of wine. The place was 99% foreign tourists who kept going “oompah!”

Next comes a little back-to-school clothes shopping, which is more needed than anticipated because when I washed my clothes in the bathtub (which takes forever, I wouldn’t recommend it unless your local Laundromat ALSO costs ten euros) I accidentally stretched a couple shirts out really big when I was wringing the water out. These things you only learn from experience…

OOPS SORRY

Guys Mike pointed out that I posted my phone number incorrectly... it's actually 011 30 690 921 3877. Sorry!

Dell-feeeee

This is how you pronounce Delphi if you are and Authentic Greek Person.

So the Delphi day trip was...kind of a bust. There was a rockslide so we couldn't climb up and see the temple or the theater, which are the two super famous sites there. Instead we saw a lot of big square blocks, which were ancient and all but so not worth a three-hour drive. The museum was pretty awesome, but it was closed when we got there so we had to leave and eat and come back.

Stella was our tour guide, which was awesome because she is surprisingly good at shoving through crowds of tourists, despite being a little grandma-type person. She kept waking me up on the bus ride with her announcements though, which made me grumpy.

There were cats EVERYWHERE. We got more excited about a kitten than the ruins.

Then we took a "walk" up to the highest point in Athens, a little church on a big hill. Halfway up we realized it was actually a grueling hike of steep steep death, but the views at the top were totally worth it (except they are still on my camera, sorry). Also this dog with a tumor (we creatively named him Tumor Dog). Walked with us all the way down the mountain and halfway through Athens, barking like he was clearing the way or something. He even stopped and waited whenever we took a rest. He was a good friend, Tumor Dog.

Today we had seven hours of the most boring lecture I have ever been trapped in, then learned that most of our classes were unavailable. I am officially taking Photojournalism and Human Development, which are still art and psych even if they're not was I originally wanted, so I'm cool with it. There's also a Modern Greek class with an oral lab that will probably terrify me.

Then we brought groceries! I fried myself some eggplant and was so pleased with the result that I have been telling everyone, even though no one cares, probably. Tonight we're going to a bar where the main attraction is apparently a wall covered in neon bottles, where I will probably hang around being way more sober than everyone else. But there is no dancing, I was promised, which is good because I'm tired and last time we danced creepy Greek men tried to dance with us. I am not a fan.

My legs burn and the internet sucks, as per usual. I'm still working on pictures but it is a pain in the arse. To hold you over, here is a picture from Meteora. And a dog sleeping on the Parthenon. And Stella.

Ta ta!

Real big rocks, etc.

Guys,

Guys,

Meteora was freaking awesome. If you haven’t googled it or something, the Meteora are these gargantuan rock formations that look like giant pillars. Some of them have monasteries built on the top (From the sixteenth century!) and we got to tour four of them, wearing ugly skirts because women aren’t allowed inside without a long skirt on. They were so cool though! They had paintings and stuff from the 1500s that still looked awesome, and really old icons and one had relics from a saint and that kinda thing. I also got distracted by the stray cats that were wandering around everywhere (up on top of giant cliffs, what?) because they were super cute.

The rocks themselves were breathtaking, just massive and beautiful and I must have taken a billion pictures, I’ll have to weed out the non-exciting ones before I upload. It was amazing climbing around on them, a real spiritual, beautiful experience. Plus we got to stay in a fancy hotel with a pool on the roof!

Our tour guide for the Meteora trip was an insane old Greek woman named Stella who referred to herself in the third person and referred to all of us as her “beloved ones.” She also called other tourist groups “the enemy,” as in “My darlings, my poor darlings, the enemy is at the top of the stairs. You will have to stay here with Stella and wait.”

She sounded like a weird cross between Yzma and Mrs. Doubtfire. Only Greeker. She also would interrupt her speech every time she used a big word and explain how it was actually a Greek word. She also grabbed the microphone to point out things like corn and Japanese tourists while we were driving.

Actually the drive was pretty cool, even though it was five hours long. We saw gorgeous mountains and the ocean with islands in the distance, and even a Gypsy settlement with tin sheet lean-tos and laundry lines and such, which I didn’t even know still existed. Plus there was Stella’s commentary. (“You see these? They are how do say it, tomahto fields. You say tomahto or tomato? Tomato? Okay. So there tomahtos- tomatoes! Oh, I am sorry. Anyway, we use these small tomatoes to make tomahto juice.”)

Today, we tried to take a trip to a lake that Afroditi sort of told us about, and after spending a million years on the really sketchy bus someone asked a Greek guy where we were and he told us we had already passed it. We got off, not knowing where we were, and waited for a bus in the opposite direction but it took so long that we gave up and walked to a little restaurant and had pizza. The plus side was that we got “stranded” literally right along this beautiful beach, so we all hung around there instead of at our original planned beach and it was still nice.

Now I’m in the apartment by myself being a lazy bum because everyone else went clubbing with Deo and I didn’t feel like it. But I’m not sleepy because I went to a café with internet for a while and had a super delicious but quite strong cappuccino. I was watching the Emmys belatedly but now it’s some weird Greek soap opera called Karma (Κάρμα!) that features a cruise ship wreck or something.

Tomorrow are the Greek general elections so we’ll probably do nothing, since everything will be closed. Monday we’re visiting the ruins of the famous oracle at Delphi. Hellz yeah.

I miss all of you as much as I miss peanut butter! <3

Wut Wut

Ya su, America.

I’m settling in a little here in Athens, finally. I can sleep through the crazy motorcyclists and everything!

I thought you all should know that the other day I thought we were all going to die, but then we didn’t. See, we heard shouting and chanting, and it got louder, and then it got SUPER loud and there was banging and drumming and then this huge crowd of people came marching down the street, blocking traffic and pissing off motorists and everything. They had banners and such and I’m pretty sure they set one on fire, because there was smoke going down the street.

Turns out it was just soccer fans, though.

It was actually pretty cool, once we asked a Greek dude on the street and he assured us that it was for a football team and not some sort of giant protest. They came right down under our balcony and were cheering and fist-pumping at us.

We’ve started orientation classes at the university, which mostly consists of a few lectures about history and literature and things like that, and then we talk forever about which islands to visit and which neighborhoods have the best shopping and stuff.

We’re getting brave enough to go around in smaller groups now, which is nice because I can choose where I want to eat and stuff instead of just going around with the crowd of twenty-five. The group I’ve been hanging out with is maybe five people, mostly roommates of mine. We do awesome stuff like go to the giant electronics store and take the Guitar Hero away from Greek twelve-year-olds, which is fun times.

Our professor told us about a tiny little souvlaki place that is like fast food except a billion times better, you can get a pita with a fresh skewer of grilled meat and veggies and fries and yogurt sauce and stuff and they are SO GOOD. And less that 2 euro, too. There are also these kiosks like every twelve feet where you can get drinks or chips or a magazine. I bought myself sudoku there yesterday because my books aren’t enough when we have down time.

I’m super addicted to this Greek brand of fruit juice called Amita, they have flavors like honeydew grape and apple-apricot-orange and they are all delicious.

My roommates are all super-cool, I was really lucky to get placed with them because everyone gets along really well. Last night we had a chicken-off against the boys’ apartment. We bought whole chickens from the meat market (“They were probably alive a few hours ago,” said our professor). And cooked them up in our crappy ovens and then all met us and had a huge dinner with potatoes and fruit salad and stuff. It was amazing because most of us haven’t had a real nice dinner since we went out last week. Also, it was a tie. We made a victory banner for our chicken anyway though, and named it Kostos.

Today we had a class on traditional Greek dance, which everyone was terrible at but it was fun anyway because everyone had good attitudes, etc. Mostly we went around in a circle doing the steps wrong while the instructor went “oompa!” and got really sweaty. Then we went out for dinner in Monastiraki and it was really nice.

Tomorrow we spend the night at Meteora so we can see the monasteries up on rock pinnacles and cool stuff like that. We have to wake up at 6 am ewwww but I bet it’ll be awesome anyway! Toodles till then, I’ll upload pictures whenever I get to an internet café.

I AM SO TIRED. I am not used to this “walking” thing that is so chic with the Europeans.
Yesterday was especially hard on my poor feets, as we started the day by climbing a mountain and ended it by missing the Metro and walking a billion miles with heels on (whaaaat a bad idea).

Our morning trip was to the Acropolis, which was amaaaazing. You can see the entire city when you’re up there, and it’s just mind-blowing how old and huge and amazing everything is. I took a whole lot of pictures. I also got yelled at for standing too close to a statue at the Acropolis museum, because its guards are all jerks. But yeah, it’s kind of really awesome having a big chunk of history RIGHT THERE. And our program director who takes us on tours keeps saying stuff like “Oh, there’s a cool church up on the hill, but it’s not one of the old ones, it’s from the year 200.” Show-off.

Also there were dogs all over the place. There are dogs all over the place in the city, too, but I wasn’t expecting to see them, you know, on the Acropolis. Sleeping on pillars and the steps of the Parthenon and stuff. They keep following our group around whenever we go somewhere, it’s weird.

After the Acropolis the Greek student ambassador Deo took us all to a nightclub. I never ever go to clubs but it was actually really fun, until a ton of creepy Greek men invaded the dance floor and started trying to dance with all the girls, then I left the floor and sat around. We didn’t get back until like 3am, I was so exhausted that I didn’t wanna get up today, but I did anyway because we went to the beach!

It was gorgeous, too. The water was super clear and blue and beautiful, and so salty that it was really easy to float around and relax. And the weather was amazing, so we spent pretty much the whole day there today. I feel like the sun has drained me of all my energy.

What elseee OH I had real Greek Tzaziki and it was amazing, I ate it with fries, haha. And I finally got to the store! Even though it was the crappy little corner market, I am no longer starving/eating my roommates’ groceries. We talked to some guys from New Zealand on the tram, which was neat, they confirmed our director’s warning to stay away from Omonia (a neighborhood which is apparently full of drugs and muggings, awesome!). My internet continues to suck, but I’m at least able to communicate with people back home, so I’m happy ☺ Hopefully I’ll get a phone in the very near future, till then I’ll just keep getting really excited when people leave comments here. Cause I’m a doooork.

P.S. for those you don’t have it, my Skype name is Erin McPants (I was feeling silly, okay?) so add me if you want (THAT MEANS YOU YOU SKANK. Italy is no excuse for not calling Erin McVicar).

Also it has been a day now because my internet pooped out yesterday, but I’m just going to keep adding on to make this really long and full of confusing repetitive uses of “today.”

We went to a market today that was like the other market but GIANTER. There was lots of fun stuff like whole skinned lambs with the eyeballs still on hanging from the ceiling and octopi on ice and things. I was exciting, and bought some bananas.

Also, we were in the apartment and heard really really loud chanting and drums and beeping and we all thought it was a riot and we were going to die. Turns out it was just some football hooligans, but there were a LOT of them and they were super loud and blocking traffic and stuff. They marched right down our street under our balcony and I tried to take a video but it didn’t work, which is lame because it was cool.

I got my Greek cell phone finally! The number is 011 30 690 213 3877 (outta the country is a lot of digits, yo!). It’s really expensive for me to dial the states but if you call me we can talk for a bit :D remember that I am seven hours ahead though.

I'm going to make a picture post later when the internet doesn't blow so hard. Promise!

EDIT: GUYS I FIXED MY LINK hopefully. Aghh I kept waking up in the middle of the night! City traffic is the worst when you are used to zero cars going by ever. Also sometimes Greek people play very loud music from their balconies or ride around on scooters and shout at each other.

We went to an open-air market today! So instead of having no food at all, I now have…two tomatoes and some fruit. Which is okay until I get to the grocery store, I can keep living off my roommates’ bread and Nutella.
The market was so coooollll! We bought things by pointing and holding up fingers and probably letting the stall owners overcharge us for everything. Though there was one guy who got really excited when he heard us speaking English and even MORE excited when we told him one of us was from New Jersey because he recognized it. The he said it was his birthday and gave us all free pears and apples and it was generally fun times.

I had my first day at the college, we learned a few words in Greek and got talks from the nurse and the class roster lady. We get to take two classes, plus the mandatory Greek Language and Greek Culture classes and oral language lab. I’m taking a classical art class and some sort of psych course, I find out which tomorrow.

Thennnn we walked around and looked in some shops, got milkshakes at a McDonald’s, took naps, made pasta. Pretty boring day. But here, have a list anyway!

Some Rules of Greece:

*TOILET PAPER IS NOT ALLOWED IN THE TOILET. Apparently it makes the plumbing blow up or something, which is a bit of a design flaw, in my opinion.

*Crossing the street is always terrifying. There’s no right-of-way for pedestrians and Stop signs are more like slow-down-and-maybe-beep signs. We frequently have to break into a run halfway across the street to avoid being killed by busses.

*NO PEANUT BUTTER ANYWHERE. No pretzels either, just weird sesame bread hoops. Also no tea and not much chocolate. And the grocery store is way expensive compared to the open-air markets.


*If you own a store, you can open it whenever you feel like it, close it in the middle of the day to take a nap, and then maybe open it or maybe just call it a day and go home. Seriously, the hours are so weird that I’ve been stuck with no phone since I got here because we keep missing the store when it’s open. But then there are also places that open till like 3am, it is weird.

*Greek music videos are on a lot of acid.

Oh I took some pictures today! There’s my room in the apartment and the market and some random streets. Tomorrow we go see the ACROPOLIS so I’ll take plenty more then ☺

HI GUYS. From ATHENS.

In case you are wondering why I’m saying hi from Athens now instead of two days ago like I was supposed to, it’s because this week sucks a giant butt. I was taking an antibiotic for an infected bug bite on my leg, which was an alternative to the antibiotic I’m allergic to. Except guess what? It turns out that I’m even MORE allergic to the alternative! Surprise!

So yeah, I got to miss my group flight while I got injected with hardcore steroids and things to get rid of my gross disgusting rash that sucked, and ended up flying by myself instead.

Which was SCARY. I pretty much never travel by myself. Here’s a list of things I did by myself for the first time ever today:

*boarded a plane
*hung out in a foreign airport
*rode in a cab
*followed around a taxi driver who had a sign with my name written on it
*sat for eight hours between two unconscious French people
*bought really gross coffee from a vending machine
*watched the airport security guards use metal detector wands to search a man’s giant
afro

Then I got picked up and driven to the apartments, which means I got to learn about the rules of Greek driving. Rule number one is accelerate really fast whenever you can. Rule number two is get as close to other people as you possibly can. I think this is because if you leave more than five inches of space a crazy person on a motorcycle will swerve in front of you, possibly with like a TV or something strapped to the back of it. Also pedestrians are five points each.

Also, I just went to dinner at an awesome café place with the thirty or so other BCA students, it was really really nice and outdoors and the owners got real excited and started relocating Greek customers so they could push a bunch of tables together for us. They also gave us free Greek yogurt with honey (BEST THING EVER) and free shots of Grappa (it burned). Also you could SEE THE ACROPOLIS FROM THE TABLE OMG OMG. Annnnd we walked around a lot and there were a bunch of bootleg merchants and dogs, and I can’t unlock Greek doors because they’re weird and have a knob in the middle for no reason. And I haven’t slept in over 24 hours now, I think, so I’m going to go take a crappy hand-held shower and go to bed.

HI GUYS.

I'm using this blog to keep all of you lovely people up-to-date when I head off to Athens for my semester abroad (from September to December). I'm writing it for friends and family, though if you somehow randomly find this you can go ahead and read too. It might be rated PG13 for language sometimes, sorry.

Right now I'm in the final stages of preparation for my journey, i.e. pretty much not packed at all and also covered in gross bumps because I'm allergic to some medicine. I'm waiting for my questionable voltage converter to arrive in the mail so I can maybe charge my laptop without it exploding, which would be nice.

My current opinion of the Greek language is that it has way too many syllables, though I am disproportionately proud to announce that I learned all my subject pronouns (I plan to study more during my five billion hour trans-Atlantic flight and six-hour layover in Paris).

My current opinion of Athens is that I probably won't be prepared for it at all, even though I've been doing as much research as I can. All I know is that it is awesome and smoggy and, according to Google Earth, it was some really weird bendy roads. Plus it will be amazing.

The time difference is +7 hours, so keep that in mind if you plan on giving me a fun long-distance phone call (my cell number may change, I'll be sure to post it later)

My mailing address in Greece will be:

Erin McVicar
City University - Athens Site
1, Karitsi and Kolokotroni Str.
105 61 Athens GREECE

If you mail me anything keep in mind that the Greek postal system can run a bit slow.
I'll try to get some pictures up for everyone as soon as I can, rest assured that I will spend all 3 months taking pictures of everything like a crazy tourist woman.

Wish me luck!
-Erin <3