Day 10- Wed. May 20

Day 10 (Wednesday, May 20):

I'll just come out and say it. I'm getting resentful. The trip is loosing its fun (apart from not having Abe around). My dear professors are doing a darn good job of running us students ragged... yes Abe, that is quite true. I'm exhausted— and I (along with my friend Paula) – are the sane ones. We aren't drinking, partying, clubbing, and staying up late. I don't even know how are the other students are doing it. And if us two, getting more sleep and behaving dramatically more decently and maturely than the others, well, if WE are exhausted, that just shows how much they are pushing us. If that doesn't sound to like that would be in any way, fun, well you are right. It is more like work!

Now, while I didn't expect that I would spend the whole time on the beach (I know some of you, cough cough “Abe”), had the impression that I would have all kinds of time to laze around working on my paper and writing home in between sun bathing and chatting with Paula and making plans for the near future.... well, that is NOT the case!!!

I've been stressed about working on my paper, too. I thought I would have at least some time to work on it, but I haven't been working on it because we're being run completely ragged seeing different places and constantly changing location. And to clarify my complaint: ravel isn't bad – not treating your body well is bad.

I am so tired, and so hot, and so, well, frustrated at not having any rest!! Today we went to Epivadros, an ancient Greek hospital and theater, which was neat, but I was so miserable from the heat and lack of sleep all I wanted to do was rest. I definitely feel like we are missing out by always having to “go-go-go.” Today was also the worst food we had the whole trip. Burnt hamburger meat and mayo pretending to be tadziki, with bad french fries. Yuck. Even the greek salad wasn't that good. I will not make the mistake of trusting the food opinion of those persons who ate there last night ever again.

I have decided I am taking tomorrow off.

P.S. On the plus side, for 2.50 euro, I bought a bottle of extra virgin olive oil that would have cost me over $10 USD. Sweet! And, Abe sent me (another :) absolutely wonderful love letter. Man do I love that man!!!