Observations

The dark bird skimmed across the surface of the sea. It slowed, landed on the water and its dark profile disappeared in the troughs beneath the shadows of the waves.

I found a long gray hair on the hotel room floor and my first thought was of the Greek ya-ya (grandmother) who cleaned our room. It turned out to be my hair.

I was sleeping in a mountain cave. I might have been dreaming that I was sleeping or it might have been real. There were three different ways that I could sleep, each described

The Greek word for yes is nai. It is a little hard to reconcile at first that yes sounds like no. But its usage is interesting in its repetitive nature. A single nai

After a short time in Greece I have developed a fantasy that we will buy an olive grove and move here. We will press and sell artisnal olive oil and open a small