Ok, so I'm finally getting around to writing about my trip to Rome. First things first, I had an absolutely amazing time! Jessica and I randomly decided one day that we wanted to take a trip together and both of our first choices was Rome! We started checking for tickets online and came across a great deal, 57 euros round trip! We booked it immediately. Over the next couple of weeks we started researching hostels, this would be our first time ever staying in one so we weren't sure what to expect. We finally decided on a hostel called The Yellow, it had an age limit (18-35) and claimed to be the best "party" hostel in Rome. Next thing we knew the weekend had arrived and we were beyond excited!
The flight went smoothly and finding the train to the center was a piece of cake. When we arrived at the train station in the center (Termini) we were amazed at how big it was, a little overwhelming at first but eventually we found our way. It had many large trains traveling all throughout Italy, and I'm not talking about trains that are actually trams, metros, etc...these were real trains which was pretty cool to see. (I only say this because my first experience on a "train" was when I went to Chicago and was told to get on the train to travel towards the city and when I found it, it didn't look like a train at all...needless to say, I was a little disappointed). Moving on...our hostel was about four blocks from the train station so the location couldn't have been better. Upon check in we received a 10% off coupon for the restaurant across the street and a free welcome drink at the hostel bar! The room was fine, 7 beds (3 bunk beds, 1 single). There was already one bed made in one of the bunk beds so we chose the single and the bottom bunk of the bed next to it, this was because Jessica "wanted our heads to be close together" haha, silly girl. After making our beds we headed to the restaurant across the street, we hadn't eaten all day and it was already 15:00 so we had worked up quite an appetite for some Italian pasta. We ate our pasta and drank some wine while discussing what to do next...We had already decided to take one of the hop-on, hop-off bus tours but thought it was best to wait for Saturday when we would have the whole day. So we got a map and started walking...the weather was nice, chilly, but not too cold. Our mission was to reach the Spanish Steps before sunset but...we got lost, of course :) Luckily not too far off the path so eventually we did reach our destination. There were many tourists (even though it's the off season) but it didn't take away from the aesthetically pleasing view.
After spending some time on the Spanish Steps we decided to head back to the hostel cause it was dark and we wanted to experience the sites during the day. We found the metro which would take us back to our hostel...it was, to say the least, similar to a dungeon...I don't have much experience with metros (just Chicago, Athens and Paris) but I can definitely say that this was by far the creepiest place I'd been. Not only was it dark with low ceilings and cramped, especially with how many people travel through there on an every day basis, but it was also hard to breath...not joking. Jessica and I both noticed after a few minutes of being down there that we were breathing heavier as if we weren't getting enough oxygen with normal intakes. We weren't sure if it was just us that felt this way but after talking to some other people at our hostel it turns out they noticed it too. Fortunately it was a short ride back and greeting us at the surface was fresh, crisp Roman air :)
When we got back to the hostel we went to our room to freshen up and decide our plans for the night. We met our roommate, Jay, and then headed down to the hostel bar. Drinks were so cheap! We're used to paying at least 6-7 euros for a beer anywhere in Athens, and sometimes 10 if we're at a club. Here you could get a beer for 4 euros, a glass of wine for 2 or a mixed drink for 1.50! We decided to play some cards and after awhile we had joiners. I taught them all how to play Kings Cup, my house rules of course ;) A few of the guys liked it so much they had me write them down so they could bring it back to the UK for their friends. We ended up staying out quite late even though our plan had been to go to bed early due to the long day of sightseeing the next day but...we were just having too much fun! We met people from Canada, U.S., U.K., Australia, Sweden, and Denmark.
The next morning we got up around 8:30 but were so tired that the process of showering, getting ready, and eating breakfast took us until almost noon...We headed to the train station and bought tickets to one of the hop-on, hop-off bus tours. There were 12 different stops, all at the major sites and within walking distance of anything else you might want to see. The buses ran every 10 minutes so going to many places around the city was quite easy. We started at the Colosseum which was absolutely spectacular! Side note: I finished reading The Count of Monte Christo a few weeks prior and in the book it talked about a trip to Rome and visiting the ancient ruins and the Colosseum. It spoke of how wonderful it was to see such historic sites, mind you this book was written in 1845, it is now 2010 and I am the one visiting these historic sites, how cool is that!? I've noticed in my experience visiting sites such as this I tend to be speechless, just standing, staring at the magnificence of these structures. There really aren't words to describe the feeling of standing in place that is SO old and full of so much history.
It was a long day but we saw many things: Tiberina, Arch of Constantine, Castle Sant' Angelo, Monument to Vittorio Emanuele II, Pantheon, and then my favorite: the Trevi Fountain. It is located in a small piazza which I was surprised to see, but it was FULL of people. Jessica and I made our way through the crowd to capture a few pictures and of course toss in a few coins. We had read online how we were supposed to throw them but we forgot whether it was supposed to be the right hand over the left shoulder or vise versa. Luckily this old Italian man came up to us and explained not only how to do it but also what each of the coins means. First coin is for a trip back to Rome, second is to find true love, and third is for a good marriage. He then looks at us and says "make sure you don't throw four, because the fourth is for divorce!" which he then proceeds to laugh. So we took our three coins and tossed them into the fountain, right hand over left shoulder. I will definitely take a trip back to Rome but for the true love and good marriage part...we'll see :)
Earlier that day we had talked about venturing out to experience the night life in Rome but after the long day we decided against it and figured that we had so much fun at the bar the night before that we were bound to accomplish the same that evening. Also, we were told Rome isn't known for having a great night life and our hostel bar was the best bar around the area...so there we were once again, in time for happy hour and successful in another evening full of meeting new people, card games, and great fun! A highlight of that evening was meeting a fellow Minnesotan! I haven't seen or spoken (face-to-face) with another Minnesotan since a brief encounter in late August so this was a real treat! We talked about the Twins, which was nice considering most Europeans have a lack of appreciation for baseball, and our new found appreciation for "Minnesota nice" after being away from it for so long (he goes to school in Seattle). Overall, a great night.
Sunday also started a bit later than planned, but we eventually made it to Vatican City. We wanted to start with the museum and then wander around the rest of the day, but unfortunately as soon as we got there we were told the museum is closed on sundays...We were disappointed, of course, because seeing the Sistine Chapel was one of the top things we wanted to see but it just gives me yet another excuse to go back someday! So instead we wandered around Vatican City and then back across the bridge to many of the little streets. There were so many cute little shops and restaurants along the cobble stone streets that weave throughout the city.
While wandering around we found the Piazza Navona which just so happen to be hosting a little carnival! There were games, candy stands, shopping, street performers and a carousel! We decided to have lunch at a small restaurant facing the festivities which served for great entertainment in people watching. We ordered wine and a pizza... I was a little skeptical at first because along with the sauce, cheese, mushrooms, and rucola, all of which I've had on pizza...there was corn...I am happy to report, however, that I was pleasantly surprised by this new discovery! I highly recommend it :)
We spent some time at the carnival, seeing all it had to offer. There was a man with finger puppets who had put on a glove of Michael Jackson and was dancing to Smooth Criminal, not only was it entertaining to watch the puppet but I found the old man quite hilarious himself.
We bought cotton candy which neither of us had had in years, and I learned again quickly why I had stopped buying it in the first place...you end up a sticky mess! but I think once in awhile its worth it :) We left the piazza and continued wandering...we ended up finding a small church tucked away within one of the winding streets. When we entered there were a few older woman sitting in the pews praying so Jessica and I went to sit down in order to quietly admire and take in the beautiful sculptures, paintings, and overall view. It was breathtaking! I'm not a religious person but I can definitely appreciate the time and thought that is put into chapels such as this.
We headed back to the hostel where we joined some of the people we met throughout the weekend. We had to leave the hostel at 5 am to catch our flight at 7:30 monday morning so we thought going to bed early for once that weekend would be a good idea. This of course didn't happen...so we got 2 hours of sleep and then headed off to the airport. The weekend flew by! We both had such an amazing time and want to visit again soon!
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Friday, December 24, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Name Day
Naming in Greece still follows old traditions where the first son will be named after the paternal grandfather, this of course resulting in a small variety of names used throughout the country. So far, many of the people I have met here are named either Nicolas, George, Dimitri, and Andreas. These names come from saints and here in Greece they celebrate the saints Name Day, so if you share the name of the saint you are included in this celebration. (Its kind of like another birthday). You usually join together for a meal and give gifts to the person who shares the saints name. Since they are also celebrating the saint it is common to visit a local church named for that same saint. Some churches put on celebrations, offering food and drink while smaller ones light candles or make some sort of offering.
Yesterday, december 6, was Nicolas's Name Day. You typically say "χρόνια πολλά" which means a wish to live many years (you also say this on birthdays). We had family and friends come to the house where we ate dinner, drank wine, and enjoyed each others company. Nicolas received many gifts: a coloring set, sketch board, clothes, two pair of puma tennis shoes...they are so cute and much more! Overall, a very enjoyable evening!
Yesterday, december 6, was Nicolas's Name Day. You typically say "χρόνια πολλά" which means a wish to live many years (you also say this on birthdays). We had family and friends come to the house where we ate dinner, drank wine, and enjoyed each others company. Nicolas received many gifts: a coloring set, sketch board, clothes, two pair of puma tennis shoes...they are so cute and much more! Overall, a very enjoyable evening!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
What I would do for some Dayquil...
Since Nicolas started school in Septemeber there has continued to be at least one member of the family sick...and the last 3 weeks, unfortunately, it has been me. He brings home every sickness imaginable from that germ infested place...I know no one thinks that their own child is dirty but the truth of the matter is, they are all disgusting! Touching everything, touching everyone, putting everything into their mouth...its understandable why they are infection ridden little creatures...
I've noticed that people here are "cautious" to say it simply about how they stay healthy. Example: Nancy checks what I'm wearing everytime I leave the house to make sure I'll be warm enough...it will be 21 C outside (70 F) and she tells me to wear a scarf to keep my chest warm. I try to explain that I grew up in MN and that my body can handle cold weather but she still insists that it is the utmost importance to always be covered...sometimes I sneak out when she's not looking just to avoid yet another discussion on why I'm not wearing a jacket or scarf...and when she catches me: "Ελα Μπρην..." translation: "come on Breeynn..." I then just turn around, shrug my shoulders, and go put on a scarf... Another example: According to Nancy, one of the reasons I get sick is because I drink cold water from the fridge. Again, I tried to explain that this has been an everyday occurence for my entire life and that usually I even add ice but...now I stick to water from the tap just so nothing else can be said about it :) p.s. Don't get me wrong, I love Nancy and it is nice to be looked after :)
In the states you have to be 18 to buy Nyquil and most types of medication require a prescription from a doctor. Here, you can buy pretty much any medication you need over the counter. The only problem with this is that they don't have many of the commonly used medications that I'm used to getting in the states, such as Nyquil or Dayquil. I haven't been able to sleep well due to coughing and sinus pressure and instead of popping a nyquil for a good night's sleep I'm left drinking a cup of disgusting tea that doesn't help with anything other than reassuring me that my gag reflex still works. In the mornings when I wake up and my nose won't stop running and I'm continuing to cough, again instead of downing a few dayquil, I'm stuck swallowing a spoonful of thick syrup that tastes like black licorice mixed with rubbing alcohol...3 times a day I might add...It is a natural product which is fine and I'm totally down with the whole natural foods/natural cures thing but its been 3 weeks and I'm sick of being sick!!! However, I am happy to report that my mother is sending me some much needed Tylenol PM.
I've noticed that people here are "cautious" to say it simply about how they stay healthy. Example: Nancy checks what I'm wearing everytime I leave the house to make sure I'll be warm enough...it will be 21 C outside (70 F) and she tells me to wear a scarf to keep my chest warm. I try to explain that I grew up in MN and that my body can handle cold weather but she still insists that it is the utmost importance to always be covered...sometimes I sneak out when she's not looking just to avoid yet another discussion on why I'm not wearing a jacket or scarf...and when she catches me: "Ελα Μπρην..." translation: "come on Breeynn..." I then just turn around, shrug my shoulders, and go put on a scarf... Another example: According to Nancy, one of the reasons I get sick is because I drink cold water from the fridge. Again, I tried to explain that this has been an everyday occurence for my entire life and that usually I even add ice but...now I stick to water from the tap just so nothing else can be said about it :) p.s. Don't get me wrong, I love Nancy and it is nice to be looked after :)
In the states you have to be 18 to buy Nyquil and most types of medication require a prescription from a doctor. Here, you can buy pretty much any medication you need over the counter. The only problem with this is that they don't have many of the commonly used medications that I'm used to getting in the states, such as Nyquil or Dayquil. I haven't been able to sleep well due to coughing and sinus pressure and instead of popping a nyquil for a good night's sleep I'm left drinking a cup of disgusting tea that doesn't help with anything other than reassuring me that my gag reflex still works. In the mornings when I wake up and my nose won't stop running and I'm continuing to cough, again instead of downing a few dayquil, I'm stuck swallowing a spoonful of thick syrup that tastes like black licorice mixed with rubbing alcohol...3 times a day I might add...It is a natural product which is fine and I'm totally down with the whole natural foods/natural cures thing but its been 3 weeks and I'm sick of being sick!!! However, I am happy to report that my mother is sending me some much needed Tylenol PM.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Night Life
The night life here in Athens is amazing. Not only is there something to do every night but there are always people out (not sure what they mean by effects of the economic crisis :p). There are many areas I've gone to go out and there are still a lot more that I have yet to see! One of my favorite areas is called Gazi, it is a place with many bars and clubs. You can find just about any type of place in this area: a chill taverna, upbeat bars with new music, bars with old music, clubs and more. The center (Syntagma area) is also a good place to go out, Arialena's godfather owns a bar here so we've gone many times, also visiting the surrounding bars. Glyfada is an area farther south from the center, it has great shopping and cafe's during the day but the night life is also really fun. There are a few streets lined with bars that play really good music.
The music that is played in the more upbeat/younger bars is American music (a few months delayed)....but if you wait until 3 am the new Greek music starts. Some of it is actually pretty good, its the older Greek music that I'm not a huge fan of...unless at Buzukia
Buzukia is a type of club here, a traditional Greek club. They have live singers and a band on stage and tables that fill the room. You have to reserve a table which means an automatic bottle (costing about 120 euros). They sing traditional Greek music that usually speaks about love, heartbreak, pain, and beauty. While they are singing you can get on stage and dance, Greek dances of course ;) Many involve getting into a circle and holding hands in the air while kicking out your feet in certain ways...hard to explain...another way is knealing on the ground and clapping while someone in the middle of the circle dances. It is an amazing experience and would suggest it to anyone visiting Greece.
One thing I've learned about going out in Greece is that they love their tequilla shots, almost everytime I go out with friends we either buy tequilla shots or they are given to us on the house. I used to really like tequilla back in the day but then one cinco de mayo a few years back put that relationship on hold for awhile (I'm sure my AZ friends remember this...) I've slowly been trying to become friends with tequilla again and since I've moved here it has been working pretty well...not sure what the brand we drink is but it is actually pretty good, oh and they serve it with an orange slice, not a lime...
The times to go out has definitely taken some getting used to...midnight is early according to most places here and staying out until 7 am is a common occurrence. I don't mind this once in awhile but the only thing is that I don't like wasting my entire next day so i try to be home by 4 am most of the time ;)
The music that is played in the more upbeat/younger bars is American music (a few months delayed)....but if you wait until 3 am the new Greek music starts. Some of it is actually pretty good, its the older Greek music that I'm not a huge fan of...unless at Buzukia
Buzukia is a type of club here, a traditional Greek club. They have live singers and a band on stage and tables that fill the room. You have to reserve a table which means an automatic bottle (costing about 120 euros). They sing traditional Greek music that usually speaks about love, heartbreak, pain, and beauty. While they are singing you can get on stage and dance, Greek dances of course ;) Many involve getting into a circle and holding hands in the air while kicking out your feet in certain ways...hard to explain...another way is knealing on the ground and clapping while someone in the middle of the circle dances. It is an amazing experience and would suggest it to anyone visiting Greece.
One thing I've learned about going out in Greece is that they love their tequilla shots, almost everytime I go out with friends we either buy tequilla shots or they are given to us on the house. I used to really like tequilla back in the day but then one cinco de mayo a few years back put that relationship on hold for awhile (I'm sure my AZ friends remember this...) I've slowly been trying to become friends with tequilla again and since I've moved here it has been working pretty well...not sure what the brand we drink is but it is actually pretty good, oh and they serve it with an orange slice, not a lime...
The times to go out has definitely taken some getting used to...midnight is early according to most places here and staying out until 7 am is a common occurrence. I don't mind this once in awhile but the only thing is that I don't like wasting my entire next day so i try to be home by 4 am most of the time ;)
Monday, October 25, 2010
Adventures to the Islands...
In the past three months I have been lucky enough to have gone on a few trips. My first weekend here we went to Akrata, a town on the coast opposite from Athens. Van's mother has a summer house there so we went for the weekend for swimming, relaxing, and eating! It was hot outside so the water felt amazing! While we were at the beach a helicopter kept coming and filling a large bucket with sea water because there was a fire some place inland. It was pretty cool to watch because they came so close to shore. The weekend was filled with sun and sleep; we would wake up and go the the beach and then around 2:00 we would return home for lunch and then take a nap. Then again around 6:00 we would go back to the beach for a few more hours and then come back and get ready for dinner. Overall a very relaxing trip! I had only been in Greece a few days so this was the first time I met Van's mother. When we were leaving she told Van she approved of the new aupair! Now we get along very well, she's such a sweet old woman!
A few weeks later we took their boat out to some of the islands: Αίγινα (Aegina), Αγκίστρι (Agistri), Πόρος (Poros), and Ύδρα (Ydra). Here we swam, ate, enjoyed the sunshine and relaxed. A few fun facts about the islands: Aegina was named after a Naiad nymph that was loved by Zeus, he carried her off in the guise of an eagle to the island which he named after her. Poros was first given to the god Apollo but he decided to trade it to the god Poseidon for the island of Delphi, you will find remnants of Poseidon's Temple here. Ydra to this day does not allow any motor vehicles on land. There is a small port that the boats can dock but to reach the top of the mountains you have to either walk to ride a mule! There are also many cats on this island which I enjoyed because they were all very friendly! (don't worry, I washed my hands after petting them...)
Again a few weeks later we took the families boat out, this time we went to: Σίφνος (Sifnos), Κίμωλος (Kimolos), Μήλος (Milos), and back to Ύδρα (Ydra) and Αγκίστρι (Agistri). The Venus de Milo statue was discovered on Milos island in 1820 when farmers were digging up stones for their houses. The capital city on Kimolos, Chora, is an attraction for tourists because of the many pirate attacks the village has been built like a true labyrinth, in order to confuse the enemies. Also, in case you're wondering, the movie Mama Mia was filmed on Skiathos and Skopelos Islands....I have yet to visit there....
| Sifnos |
| Milos |
We spent the days laying in the sun, swimming, drinking, sleeping, and eating; all the necessary ingredients for a fabulous vacation! I will admit, I have somewhat of a fear of fish but I overcame it enough to swim each day and enjoy the water. I also jumped off the top of the boat! (again, a fear of heights...this blog is starting to make me sound a little weak but whatever) We had an absolutely amazing time!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Some experiences so far...
Nicolas
When I first met Nicolas he was being held by his father (Van), he stared at me very intensely for a few seconds and then pushed away from his father so he could get down. He then walked over to my feet and put up his arms for me to pick him up, he continued staring at me for a few more seconds and then pointed to his toy chest and wanted me to play with him! It was SO cute! He is a beautiful child with the bluest eyes!
Gypsies
When I first met Nicolas he was being held by his father (Van), he stared at me very intensely for a few seconds and then pushed away from his father so he could get down. He then walked over to my feet and put up his arms for me to pick him up, he continued staring at me for a few more seconds and then pointed to his toy chest and wanted me to play with him! It was SO cute! He is a beautiful child with the bluest eyes!
He can definitely be a handful at times, after all, he is going through the terrible two's phase...he enjoys breaking most things, throwing anything he can get his hands on, and screaming at the top of his lungs because he thinks it is a funny noise...The other day Nancy said to me "it seems like he gets naughtier and naughtier every day!" I told her that it was just his age and that most children go through it, they had never heard about this! They have had an aupair since Nicolas was born because they didn't know anything about babies, not even how to change a diaper! So, their first aupair taught them how to take care of the little guy and they have been taking it one step at a time ever since. I feel like I know more about kids than they do, I mean they know their child; his likes/dislikes, his attitude, etc but they have to read books to know what is to come! I find it amusing!
The Food
The food here is delicious! At home we eat mostly fruits and vegetable dishes, sometimes with pasta and then usually bread and cheese on the side. Greek salads are always on the table and luckily for me very easy to make! Just tomato, cucumber, bell pepper, olive oil, oregano, and feta! There are many variations of this salad of course but this is how we like it. (Nancy and I don't like to add the onions) About two times per week we eat meat and then once a week they eat fish. Nancy goes to the market on Saturday mornings to pick up a fresh fish that was brought in that morning. A few weeks ago they tried to get me to try the fish...we were out at a restaurant in Akrata, a town about 3 hours north of Athens on the coast of the big island connected to the mainland by a few roads. They had told me that even though I normally don't enjoy the taste of fish that I needed to try it here because it is much better due to the saltiness of the Mediterranean, so I agreed to try it...when I saw them bring it out I completely retracted my willingness to try it...it was the whole fish! Head, tail, everything! One look and I completely lost my appetite...They were confused at my reaction and so I explained that in the U.S. fish is served as fillets, not as the entire thing...they were surprised that this was the norm there...either way, I didn't eat it. They had also ordered octopus, I was a little curious about trying it but once again when they brought it out it was the whole thing, suction cups still attached! I was able to get myself to try a small piece, but I cut off all the suction cups... I then made the joke "it tastes like chicken!" but they didn't get it, turns out they don't use that expression here...
The food here is delicious! At home we eat mostly fruits and vegetable dishes, sometimes with pasta and then usually bread and cheese on the side. Greek salads are always on the table and luckily for me very easy to make! Just tomato, cucumber, bell pepper, olive oil, oregano, and feta! There are many variations of this salad of course but this is how we like it. (Nancy and I don't like to add the onions) About two times per week we eat meat and then once a week they eat fish. Nancy goes to the market on Saturday mornings to pick up a fresh fish that was brought in that morning. A few weeks ago they tried to get me to try the fish...we were out at a restaurant in Akrata, a town about 3 hours north of Athens on the coast of the big island connected to the mainland by a few roads. They had told me that even though I normally don't enjoy the taste of fish that I needed to try it here because it is much better due to the saltiness of the Mediterranean, so I agreed to try it...when I saw them bring it out I completely retracted my willingness to try it...it was the whole fish! Head, tail, everything! One look and I completely lost my appetite...They were confused at my reaction and so I explained that in the U.S. fish is served as fillets, not as the entire thing...they were surprised that this was the norm there...either way, I didn't eat it. They had also ordered octopus, I was a little curious about trying it but once again when they brought it out it was the whole thing, suction cups still attached! I was able to get myself to try a small piece, but I cut off all the suction cups... I then made the joke "it tastes like chicken!" but they didn't get it, turns out they don't use that expression here...
Gypsies
So maybe I grew up a little too sheltered or just lacking much cultural experience but before I came to Greece I didn't know that gypsies still existed...the only one I had ever seen or heard of was Esmeralda from The Hunchback of Notre Dame. My first encounter came when we were sitting down for dinner one night at a restaurant by the sea. When we were finished eating a woman and two children came up to the table and started speaking to Van (it was in Greek so I didn't understand). Van then asked the server for some to go containers, he boxed up the rest of the food and gave it to the woman. After they left I asked what they were saying, he said that the woman was asking for money and he said no but that he would give them food. I figured that they were like the beggars I've seen in the states...I mentioned that the children looked really tan and Nancy told me that they are naturally dark but that they live outside, in tents or in the back of vehicles and that they were gypsies. Later that night I was walking down the street and this little girl walked past me, probably 7-8 years old, she was walking alone and selling flowers, I smiled at her when she past and instead of smiling back at me she just put out her hand for me to give her money... Now, I see them more often, I also hear them! They drive around in trucks with speakers attached to the top asking people to bring out anything they don't want from their houses. It is a strange way of life, they send out their children to work at all hours of the day and night while they stay at the tent or truck...I feel bad for the children but from what I've seen they really don't mind...
Opener
So, as I'm sure most of you that are checking this out know, I am working as an aupair in Athens, Greece. I take care of a little boy named Nicolas, he is two years old and an amazing child! I have been teaching him English the past three months and as of now he speaks more English than he does Greek! I'm sure part of this is due to the difficulty in pronouncing many of the Greek words...example: puppy vs. σκυλάκι (skee-la-kee). The family I live with is Greek, Van and Nancy Papatheodorou. Van owns a technology distribution company and Nancy works as a loan analyst at the bank. They are both great! After only three months of being here I really feel like a part of the family :)
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