Terror and Gratitude

  Today I learned the that terror and gratitude are not mutually exclusive.    Today was going to be the day that we finally became legal in our residency here in Athens. After months of misinformation, bureaucratic insanity, and interminably long hours in smoke-filled, inefficient offices, I was going by myself to an office that…

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Big Donut Arrives

For 11 years, I lived in a desert. A desert insofar as Dunkin Donuts matters. And believe me, donuts (of the Dunkin variety) matter! My poor, donut-deprived kids heard stories of my family bringing Munchkins to school on birthdays, of the poor, wayward, plain Munchkins that invariably were left at the bottom of the box…

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Kalosta!!

Kalosta is welcome in Greek. My father-in-law says it every time we enter his apartment. It’s a well worn stereoptype that the Greeks are a hospitable people: warm, full of conversation, and ready to feed heaping plates of food at a moment’s notice. And, for the most part, this is absolutely true. However, when we…

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Greece on Paper, part 2

The delights of the economic crisis continue: public schools in Greece started this month with no books. Nope, not a single textbook for anyone. But have no fear. Amid the finger pointing in parliament (of which I have only the slightest, word on the street and occasional English-news article knowledge), solutions abound — we will…

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