I saw you face in a crowded place
And I don't know what to do
'Cause I'll never be with you
Well, a bit crankier and more sunburned than I have ever been in my life before, but nevertheless I've returned from Greece!
Just to get this over and done with, here you have a nice little bullet list:
- We lived in Swedish Touristville. I loathe tourists. Even when I'm one of them. I hate whole villages especially built for tourists. Bah.
- I bought a small alabaster knock-off of Praxiteles' Hermes-statue. The childish part of me that has had a tiny crush on Hermes (yes, the god) since I was ten, is very very content indeed.
- I spent days just reading. Very, very nice.
- Although I never dreamed of lying sprawled out under the sun (to paraphrase American gods which I read during my stay; "I couldn't tan at gunpoint"), I spent some time of each day swimming, and is therefore currently painfully lobster-red. When it subsides I will be blueish-pale once more.
- I finally decided that the temperature of Norwegian summers is absolutely perfect for me - not too hot, not too cold. Norway how I've missed thee.
- I think Greece is the place where all the Beetle Volkswagens have gone. And the old Vespa scooters.
- I learned that I'm fully able, when I am alone, to squish big cockroaches without screaming. And I was kinda fascinated it did happen like on Men in black; a crunch, and goo flying all over the floor.
- I saw a guy that my brain instantly recognised as the Greek love-child of Elijah Wood and my former classmate Juma. Physically impossible, but major yummy.
- Cicadas absolutely EVERYWHERE. I've never heard such an annoying sound in my life. And I kept thinking about that Haru wo daite ita special (Winter cicada), and dirty things popped into my head each time I saw one.
- Oh, and I started on Jeeves and the feudal spirit, and I just have to sporfle when I read that Jeeves' club is called Ganymede Junior. Whoa. I get the whole cup-bearing parallell, but if I remember the myth correctly Zeus had Ganymede around for quite different *cough* purposes. And now I was finally certain the Jeeves books was my safest fandom, without any undertones whatsoever. You just know there's nothing funny going on between Reginald and Bertram.
Well, now you know I haven't kicked the bucket. I need to apply some more aloe vera now. Greek ow.
And I don't know what to do
'Cause I'll never be with you
Well, a bit crankier and more sunburned than I have ever been in my life before, but nevertheless I've returned from Greece!
Just to get this over and done with, here you have a nice little bullet list:
- We lived in Swedish Touristville. I loathe tourists. Even when I'm one of them. I hate whole villages especially built for tourists. Bah.
- I bought a small alabaster knock-off of Praxiteles' Hermes-statue. The childish part of me that has had a tiny crush on Hermes (yes, the god) since I was ten, is very very content indeed.
- I spent days just reading. Very, very nice.
- Although I never dreamed of lying sprawled out under the sun (to paraphrase American gods which I read during my stay; "I couldn't tan at gunpoint"), I spent some time of each day swimming, and is therefore currently painfully lobster-red. When it subsides I will be blueish-pale once more.
- I finally decided that the temperature of Norwegian summers is absolutely perfect for me - not too hot, not too cold. Norway how I've missed thee.
- I think Greece is the place where all the Beetle Volkswagens have gone. And the old Vespa scooters.
- I learned that I'm fully able, when I am alone, to squish big cockroaches without screaming. And I was kinda fascinated it did happen like on Men in black; a crunch, and goo flying all over the floor.
- I saw a guy that my brain instantly recognised as the Greek love-child of Elijah Wood and my former classmate Juma. Physically impossible, but major yummy.
- Cicadas absolutely EVERYWHERE. I've never heard such an annoying sound in my life. And I kept thinking about that Haru wo daite ita special (Winter cicada), and dirty things popped into my head each time I saw one.
- Oh, and I started on Jeeves and the feudal spirit, and I just have to sporfle when I read that Jeeves' club is called Ganymede Junior. Whoa. I get the whole cup-bearing parallell, but if I remember the myth correctly Zeus had Ganymede around for quite different *cough* purposes. And now I was finally certain the Jeeves books was my safest fandom, without any undertones whatsoever. You just know there's nothing funny going on between Reginald and Bertram.
Well, now you know I haven't kicked the bucket. I need to apply some more aloe vera now. Greek ow.
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Date: 2005-08-07 07:49 pm (UTC)There should be a movie about cicadas taking over the world. They're fucking creepy and loud.
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Date: 2005-08-07 09:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-07 08:53 pm (UTC)I had to study that for my Classical Art class...WOOF!
O I love Greece, I miss it terribly...sigh
Heh heh heh Ganymede. Everytime I see that word I snigger. But, really, could the Butlers not have known about Ganymede? His name means "Loins of joy" or something like that, for Zeus' sake!
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Date: 2005-08-07 09:36 pm (UTC)"Loins of joy", eh? Heh, I didn't know that. I'm pretty sure J. and the feudal spirit isn't the first story I've read where the club is mentioned, but back then I hadn't really taken an interest in the shadier aspects of mythology. Ah, that innocense I'll never know again...
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Date: 2005-08-07 09:39 pm (UTC)Awwww Greeks cats ♥
Shadier= slashier, right?
Oh man, I don't know how they manage to keep the darker side of the myths away from children. Now I only know how to tell them with all the sex and incest and canabalism...Ah well. ^_^
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Date: 2005-08-08 08:26 am (UTC)But still, I remember even my religion classes when I was little were cencored. It was a shock when I got older just what my teacher had ignored when she had told me common Bible stories. I just remember it was a bit shady why Joseph was jailed by Potiphar....