A Year in Utrecht

I have felt many times in the last ten months of being abroad that I am experiencing something in my life that I will never again. A once-in-a-lifetime experience if you will. But right now as I enjoy Greek village life with Konstantina and her family, I feel it more than ever.  Not only am I having new experiences like swimming in warm water for the first time, but I am seeing a side of Greece and life that would be impossible to be a part of as a tourist. Thanks to my impeccable taste in friends, I have the privilege of eating local food, going to local beaches, listening to local folk music, as well as getting first-hand exposure to the classic Greek mothering that I have been hearing and enjoying memes about. Breakfast time In the mornings Konstantina and I eat breakfast on the terrace looking out at the cherry tree covered hills, and we stay there, reading and chatting, occasionally running an errand for said Greek mother, until it is time for the mid-day meal. In Greece the m...

Hello! After competing my thesis project and effectively my master's program, I am back to the blog. Currently, I am in Athens with my built-in Greek tour guide, Konstantina who wants a taste of fame and requested to co-write this post. I must repay her for her guiding services so, I have graciously accepted this request. Her thoughts are represented in bold  while mine remain classically roman (lol).  We spent three days here in Athens, and tomorrow we will head to Konstantina's hometown (village) to get some proper relaxation in the Greek countryside. Although the time we spent in the Greek capital were fantastic, it also opened my eyes to the fragility of the social and political systems we live and work within, and has reemphasized the need to fight for and protect our rights as human beings.  I have to admit; it's an honor to be invited in this co-authorship activity - thank you Abby! Well, being back to Athens reminded me in a nutshell, all the things that I love an...