Athens..again...eyes up.

I am writing in the blog again. For those of you that have not given up on this blog site I thank you. I am back in Athens and it is comfortable. I realized today how comfortable I am with Athens, because I walked through the streets while I text messaged. My feet know the ground and my mind knows the turns. I just glided through the Plaka without even looking up. This may sound like a bad thing, because I am not looking up, but really I am. I have discovered many new things about Athens that I didn’t know before. I found better restaurants that gave me better deals (think traveling with 38 girls has something to do with it). I had a drink in the ‘GB’, one of the most expensive and famous hotels in Athens. I went to the Cycladic Museum and realized how simple beauty can be. I just jumped up from this laptop and killed a huge cockroach, gross, again that is something I have never experienced in Athens…I am sleepy

alittle poem...

I have been thinking
Of those moments
That I thought were a dream
But now my imagination
Is reliving them by force
The vision paints out
What was real
Standing in front of
the words
the monuments
the history
Like they never really existed before
This is making the dream
Become a fake
To awaken to the missed reality
Stepping down to the next level
Knocking
Walking through the streets
With my head up and my heart
Locked away
Perhaps reality hits
When you no longer have
Fresh pressed coffee.