tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13460251.post6782572721441135690..comments2023-04-12T13:49:38.219+03:00Comments on My Big Fat Greek Life: How to Waste Your Timebollybuttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15576835810755107181noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13460251.post-2049469593152508232008-06-11T11:01:00.000+03:002008-06-11T11:01:00.000+03:00Lol.. Been there.. Seems I've gotten to know areas...Lol.. Been there.. Seems I've gotten to know areas of Athens pretty well this way though (Still trying to look on the bright side!)<BR/>It made me feel better to know I'm not the only one.. had begun to doubt my navigational abilities since coming to Greece ;-P<BR/>Cheers!Xenihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00149559946704807666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13460251.post-29427371987820238502008-05-28T13:09:00.000+03:002008-05-28T13:09:00.000+03:00Ooooooh that sounds like something only I would do...Ooooooh that sounds like something only I would do. Honestly, I didnt expect another person on this planet do stuff like that. (not the henna, the IKEA part!). Im relatively fresh in Athens, well, I'm not native, so running simple errands like that takes me hours.<BR/>I'll never forget the day when my husband asked for trousers in black color with military side pockets. I spent something like 6 hours through the centre of Athens and Pagkrati looking for that thing. When I finally found them I felt victorious, as if I had just conquered Rome!<BR/>I went back home, waited for him to come back from work, showed him my trophy, and all he had to say was "ok".<BR/>Some appreciation, Mister, for my newly ruined shoes and my hours of burning fat while walking in the hot Greek sun, PLEASE!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13460251.post-13021005181764874342008-05-27T14:34:00.000+03:002008-05-27T14:34:00.000+03:00Stumbled upon your blog and I love it!Keep writing...Stumbled upon your blog and I love it!<BR/><BR/>Keep writing,<BR/><BR/>PaulAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com