So I'm actually going to Athens (hence the new graphic). Ever since I got accepted to the program last year, I have harbored this secret hope that the entire nation of Greece would just fall off into the sea or something so that the program could be cancelled at the last minute, and I could stay here at my beloved (and nervous breakdown-inducing) U of C. That way, I could say that I was prepared to go abroad, but unforeseen forces prevented me. I wasn't being purposely parochial, but fate just won't allow me to leave the 20-mile radius around Skokie. Convenient. But no, last I checked, Athens is still on the surface of the planet. (And the title of this post is apparently the modern Greek way of saying Athens, not Athena, but don't take my word for it.)
So I'm actually going to Athens. I suppose I'm sort of looking forward to it, if only because it promises to be a completely for-credit academic vacation, and I kind of could use one of those right now. The longest assignment expected of us for the entire quarter is one three-page paper. I might be able to handle that. However, traveling is stressful, homesicknessful, and sunburn-inducing. Especially in places where no one speaks your language or even knows your alphabet, they mostly hate your country, and you're stuck with some of the more bizarre specimens of your school.
Right. I'll be gone until the beginning of June. I don't know how Athens blogging will go; we were told we'd only have 3 hours of free internet per week (leading me to strongly suspect that Greece is a third-world country), and I find travel writing to be exceedingly boring to read anyway, so I don't know that I'd like writing it any better. But we shall see. After Athens, I'm going to Washington for a couple months, so regular blogging will definitely resume then.
Unfortunately, this means goodbye to my nice apartment, my hott magazine, my would-be spring quarter clases, my non-classics obsessed friends, my other important people, and, most sadly, my kitty magnificent:
And collectively: Awwwww