Heard by: By two older gentlemen (probably in their late 70s or early 80s, by my best estimate,) walking by the Xenon Cafe where we’re having a midday coffee break.
As they slowly mosey on by, they take a look at the crowd ( there were no more than 4 tables full), look at each other and say, “This crowd is too young, lets keep on walking.”
Since I moved to Nafplio two years ago I’ve been see-sawing between loving it and hating it. The American lifestyle is but a thing of the past for me – I could never adjust back to the daily grind that I used to live by; but there are times when I sorely miss things that I simply cannot find here in Greece.
I miss my friends. I miss supermarkets being open on Sundays and shops staying open all day for my convenience. I miss international cuisine. I miss Target so much. I miss Peet’s Coffee. I miss Barnes & Noble. I miss the organization of state services – knowing that when I go to the DMV I will be helped. I miss organized city planning – working stop lights, visible stop signs, all the things that make it easy to go from Point A to Point B.
Then I take a walk through Nafplio and I change my mind. It actually is pretty damn great to live here despite some of its shortcomings. I’m incredibly lucky to live here.
My favorite plaza and my favorite cafe all in one convenient place.
I'll have a little bit of everything...
A lovely burst of color.
A fortress among the waves...
Small shrine to the Virgin Mary along a footpath.
Years of statements layered upon the rock.
Fortress on the rock against the blue sky. A living postcard.
Lovers etched on the cactii.
The original gate to the city of Nafplio.
The sun is slowly departing...
Impromptu art on the light post.
No description necessary. Simply gorgeous.
Hi there, 50-something lady on vacation in Nafplio! I hope you’re having a lovely time in our town, but really, you should put more thought into your outfit.
This isn’t the Power Exchange and you are past the point of no return when you wear a leather bustier, a pleather mini skirt that is threatening to expose your crotch, blue eyeshadow and pink lipstick.
I only wish I had the camera with me so I could do to my friends what you did to me — burn my retinas. But I take comfort in the thought that all of Nafplio suffered that night…
Ok, so my original first blog post was going to be a quick introduction. “Was” being the operative word because I ran into some technical trouble. If anything I knew I had to take advantage of the filler first post title that WordPress threw at me: “Hello, world!” Who still says that anymore? I read it and felt like a bunch of Mary Tyler Moore’s would suddenly jump in front of me and throw their hats up in the air.
So what is this blog about? Well, I’m an expat, born and raised in Oakland, California – in the beautiful San Francisco Bay Area. I moved to Nafplio, Greece a little over two years ago. It’s been a challenge on some levels. As the title of the blog says: I think in English and have to speak in Greek. I’ve never really written before, (blog or anything similar), but my need to vent in English has risen to grand proportions.
What I’m hoping to get out of this blog is amusement for those of you interested enough to read it; and amusement for me by way of venting, bitching, observing, sharing, and over-sharing (as I’m prone to do…)
Other facts about me:
I’m a 31-year-old female. I live in my parent’s house with my brother (thankfully my parents live mostly in the SF Bay Area). I enjoy natural herb. The best way for me to de-stress is to cook and bake. I love eating. I’m addicted to food-related shows and Oprah. I’m a people-pleaser until I snap and then I become a bitch. Or so they say. I don’t have too much patience but I’m working on it. I love to sing in the car. I hate Greek music.
More to come later…