Monday, March 9, 2009

March 5

This morning I woke up to the sound of shrieking winds, just outside our balcony door. It was a horrifying sound, actually, and I couldn’t go back to sleep. We could tell our plans to visit Oia would have to be delayed until the weather improved. So we spent the morning having breakfast (oatmeal and banana – still delicious), listening to music, watching BBC world news, and catching up on some homework. The weather still hadn’t improved by lunch, so we decided to put off our trip until tomorrow. We dined on pasta leftovers and yogurt.
After lunch and a nap, we watched Dirty Dancing on my computer our shared love of Patrick Swayze was renewed. We pondered the potential career of Jennifer Grey, had she not decided to have a nose job and then, inspired by the dance moves, we worked out a bit in our room.
We finally left the room to go to the grocery store and get salad stuff (as a meal to eat on the ferry tomorrow) and go to the internet café. It is a weird atmosphere in there. There were about 8 people at the computers already, but there were still about 50 to choose from. The lighting is dark to enhance the light of the computer screens and everyone seemed to be playing some sort of computer game. It was odd in there. The whole experience clashed with the Santorini feel. But this place did offer skype and I wanted to talk to mom while I had the chance.
We met up with Elizabeth and Mary for dinner and convinced them to go to our favorite fish restaurant. This time I didn’t even bother looking at the menu, choosing instead to ask what was fresh. Again, I was lead to the freezer and my options were mackerel, red snapper, cod, and swordfish. I chose the red snapper. Dinner was great. Allie and I split a half liter of red wine again. I know it is customary to drink white with fish, but we both agreed that we like red better. Greek meals always take well over an hour. The waiter brought us ouzo for dessert. I do not like ouzo. But I had a couple of sips to be polite and gracious. When chatting with this waiter about where we were from, he added that he was from Georgia. I’m so glad I kept my mouth shut before blabbing that Georgia is right next to my home state! He meant Georgia the country.
After dinner, we went back to the rooms to call it a night. Red wine always makes Allie sleepy and she was out in under 20 mins. I chopped up the salad and cooked down the leftover eggplant from the previous night’s pasta.
Hopefully we’ll be able to go to Oia tomorrow.

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