Summer is coming and that means that soon we'll be off to Greece for our yearly summer holiday. Husband is from Athens originally but we have a place just outside of the city on the sea. I've got tones to do to prepare for the trip and apparently now we're only "allowed" by the airline to take 1 bag/person. Have they gone crazy? How am I supposed to travel to the other side of the world with ONE suitcase for myself? Do they not know that we're going to Europe, where people actually dress really well like ALL the time? I guess Kid #1 and #2 will be sharing a suitcase this year to free up another bag for Mama. Obviously.
{Only 1 bag. Say whaaat?}
We're heading to our summer home for a little over a month. That's right, I'm going to our home, which means I need to bring STUFF for the home. Like lots of stuff.
One suitcase only Air Canada? REALLY?
So somehow I'm supposed to defy the laws of physics and stuff three suitcases worth of things into one. Already this trip is stressing me.
I've got lots to do to get ready and one of the main things I need to do is brush up on my Greek. I've talked about the mission impossible challenges of learning this language before here.
I've taken classes but I finally broke down and bought the Rosetta Stone Language Program (you know, the language CD's they're selling by late-nite infomercial.) So basically I'm trying to teach myself Greek. I had a good base of understanding and I'm not a complete Muppet but dang is it hard...
{Box should read: Contains mind bending-ly difficult language lessons. Morons need not attempt}
{Learn Greek you say?}
So now, instead of reading blogs all day I'll be trying to spend my time practicing Greek. Why is nothing ever easy?
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