Athens

Quick post-- my phone is NOT working in Athens at this moment.  It seems to think it has no service.  To anybody I was supposed to call, this is why I haven't.

The flights over were as expected.  The long flight found me wedged between two larger than average men for 8 hours, in seats clearly designed for department store mannequins.  By the end of the flight I was no longer sure where my shoulder ended and my neighbors' began.

Other than small hiccoughs such as that, all has gone well.  I am finding that my Greek hasn't entirely left me, although my ability to pronounce words certainly has.