Making a Fool of Myself

Well, I spilled coffee (on myself) I spilled water (not on myself), wine (not on myself), and I couldn't keep my stupid insecurities to myself. My inability to go out without blundering and being awkward has not subsided since I have come to Greece. She will probably read this and think that I am even more of a dope, but I enjoy making things worse.

It started at the cafe where I spilled coffee all over my white shirt. The lack of liquid control continued with the spill of of water (on her) and then ended with the spilling of red wine (on her). The best that I can sermise is that I need a sippy cup whenever I am out in public, especially when I am out with people who matter; yes that is it, a little blue plastic cup with a child proof lid and a drinking spout that is leak proof.

Once again I am being too hard on myself, no dout. Unfortunately, you don't understand, my social life is the only thing that is lacking here in Greece and if it was not for her it would be completely non-existent. It goes deeper than this with her, but I do not need to explain that.

Well, that is the most recent news. everything else, teaching, the apartment, riding my bike, everthing is wonderful, except well . . .

I miss everyone very much, but Hotel Ian is almost up an running. On monday I will go to the tax office to get my number. This all empowering number will allow me to get internet at the apartment and a cell that is my own. I am being paid (pretty awesome for a twenty three year old) and not only am I getting paid, but it is in euros and my stock market has not hit the bottom of the tank. I have been whatching the daily show and if you missed the last week then I suggest you catch up. I have picked up a greek textbook from school and making headway in trying to understand and speak this crazy language; a lady at starbucks (yes, I do go to starbucks) has promised that she will not quit until I have a full conversation with her in greek (she may be there a while) and my, now wine stained friend, has been grilling me everytime we are out. I have taken to learning from anyone who speaks both greek and english and everyone is happy to help. I am doing many things on my own and if failure is the best teacher, then I am leaning at an excelerated rate.

My bicylcle is awesome and while it needs a good cleaning is my pride and joy. I have found the commute to be stress relieving and a good way to energize myself. Everyone is worried about me being killed by the crazy greek drivers, but since I am not mountain biking or climbing i have found the lack of life threatening senarios a bit dull. I welcome the challenge of cars, pedestrians, wild dog packs, and crazy intersections. I have only been honked at once and I have never felt like i almost died, but it does take a certain concentration that is liberating from my usual day to day life.

I would love to post some pictures but as I have said I don't have internet yet and I am already paying a fortune at the cafe so you will just have to wait. Hope to see you all soon.

Your inept dater abroad,
Ian