back from Greece

Greece persists in being very hot and beautiful. We saw giant turtles being chased like they were starlets without panties. We played games until we had adopted each other's playing style. We stayed in the water until we got burn lines where the salt had buoyed us up; water lines are the new bathing suit lines. We ate feta a hundred different ways, including on fire; elopement with various dishes was proposed and then of course I had to bring in the possibility of spouse-swapping down the road to keep things interesting and then there was that awkward silence like when you realize you're the last guest at the party. We observed all manner of dress and undress. It is hard to be a parent and persuade your child of the virtues of dressing for dinner when the woman next to you is wearing a hotel towel. We had garbage thrown at us while we were collecting trash on the beach (to compensate for being human, but then maybe we aren't the humans you need to watch out for). The things people will leave on a beach would not amaze you. I fell off of a raft because everybody likes to see a pratfall. We finished reading Tom Sawyer and had to get a book on Greek myths to determine how many pomegranate seeds Persephone ate. I won every game except the ones I lost. It is possible that between us we caught a frisbee more than twice. We explored the uses of yogurt and aloe vera and finally slept until it didn't hurt anymore. Then we came home. Pictures start here.

Comments

[pam]

That sounds like a perfect vacation, though maybe the person who wore a hotel towel to dinner had an even MORE perfect vacation. Or a much worse one, in which there was an incident involving all of her clothes and all of her money.