Friday, March 4, 2011

“This is not a class, it’s pure adventure…like Indiana Jones!”

My leg is feeling a lot better. It still looks pretty nasty, but nasty over a smaller area, and it doesn’t hurt anymore. It will still take time to heal completely, hopefully so it won’t scar. Everyone keeps telling me if this was America, I could sue. I’m very annoyed, because I had planned to go out tonight but I still can only wear sweats—all my jeans and tights are too tight to try and pull up, I’m too nervous I’ll do damage—and my longest dress is still too short, since the bandage reaches down to my knee, and I just don’t want to expose anyone to that nastiness. I still had fun hanging out with everyone until they left, it’s just really frustrating not being able to leave with them!

I got a hair cut today. Considering I hadn’t had one for months when I was in the states, I felt I owed it to my poor split ends. I guess I just have to accept that my hair will never grow long enough fast, ever. At any rate, it was a very nerve-wracking experience; the hairdresser spoke some English (if she hadn’t, I wouldn’t have stayed), but it’s still hard to communicate exactly what it is that I wanted. I was pretty nervous in the chair, but it came out alright. Not spectacular, but not the worst hair-cut I’ve ever had.

The quote is from my adorable folklore teacher—she’s small and Greek and so much fun, and was telling us about a proposed field trip to have class where Aristotle taught Alexander the Great. Pure adventure, pretty much sums up my experience so far here in Greece!

1 comment:

  1. how much did she cut?? is it a good haircut or a bad haircut?? concerned mama wants to know! take lots of pictures at the penis festival well maybe not.......

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