In the past few days, I've slept about ten hours. I've boarded many planes, buses and a boat (as of tomorrow). I can't keep anything straight and the fact that it's almost bedtime here while it's 11:00 a.m. back home is throwing me into massive confusion. I've learned many things in the last two (?) days. One of them is that many of my favorite phrases seem to come from Britain, though I've never been and the people I stole the phrases from haven't been either. "Brilliant" and "wicked" are two of my favorites and they are apparently popular in England as well. Humph.
I've also learned that people in Greece don't flush toilet paper, they throw it away. Getting past the intense grossness of this is difficult. I end up wrapping my tissue in more tissue. Like a little tissue present. When I get back, I'm going to flush toilet paper down the drain for fun.
Then there was a whole big bathtub drama, which I can't even think about right now. Traveling is odd and I have funky tan lines on my toes.
The moral of today's story: if the world is as blue as you think, you're right.
An Erinku, in tiredness:
Little
puffy
feet move
upstairs.
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