Cloud nin’in it*

Things that are probably only funny to me:
1. Ate a dinner of four cheese stuffed peppers and spinach kalamari. Took a metro ride to the 2004 Olympic stadium. Watched a Greek pro soccer game – AEK vs. France w/ a bahjillion Greeks chanting cheers. In front of us sat a set of brothers (ages 7, 11, 14ish) stealthily staring at us and daring each other to talk to us, which resulted in pulling each others mullets in a gist of brotherly love.
2. Went to the Greek National Ballet with Erika Weiburg. It was hardcore modern. Paramount moment = suddenly 15 women come out in black sequined mini-dresses and black bob wigs, followed by one man in a black suit with shades. They all began to break dance to rap music like crazy. It was brill.
3. Food for thought: cook an eggplant, like a baked potato. Cut it open, like a baked potato. Dress it up, like a baked potato. ‘Cept instead of butter and sour cream - use tomato, onion, olive oil, loads of feta, salt, and pepper. Eat it in one bite. Eat it in one bite.
4. Threw a “Who Am I?” party with Stewart Knight in our 8 ft x 10 ft double hotel room. Made homemade invitations including stick figures with conversation bubbles. Encouraged everyone to steal someone else’s clothing and show up. Huge success. Best night of impressions of my life. Offered prize to Toumazou look-alike. Toumazou himself was the only winner.
5. Decorated my 8ft x 10ft hotel room. Used packing tape to hang slips of paper reading “throne room” for the bathroom, “lustral basin” on one wall, “mosh pit” on another, “dromos” on the door, “the vanity” on our ugly mirror, “the entertainment center” on the li’l tv, etc. it makes the room seem more posh.
6. Frequent viewings of the movie Wet Hot American Summer.
7. Went to huge pre-lent parade and festival in Nauplion, Greece consisting of montages of people dressed as clowns, Egyptians, little red riding hoods, Native Americans, lemons, etc. laughed till I cried. The good news: beat some kids at catching free ice cream that was thrown from trucks [which were disguised as monsters (…don’t ask me why. I don’t get it either.)] as the parade finale. Bad news: was smeared by euro b.o. as the swarm of sweaty people dressed in Halloween costumes struggled for ice cream.
8. Internet access: Picture this – a group of Americans either perched on the curbs of Greece or walking up and down the street corners with laptop in hand trying keep the random wireless internet signal found on the streets from dying. We don’t call it piracy… we call it opportunity.


*phrase compliments of rachel andoga