Illness and Acropolis

It's all go here. Sort of. The moving van is coming on Friday. The apartment is full of boxes. I'm ill.

Yes, I caught a virus. I don't know if it is something I have been incubating for a couple of weeks or something new I caught when I took the kids to the Acropolis museum last Friday but I started with a sore throat and excruciating headache on Friday evening and it went downhill from there.

Actually, I feel a lot better today. But I am still feeling the effects of whatever it was. I could hardly see straight over the week-end and certainly couldn't write any posts! Still it's 2 days of packing time out the window! I suppose catching something is to be expected when you are burning both ends of the candle. That's why I am not going to write much now. Just stealing 5 minutes with a cup of tea to catch up (hubby does not approve of cups of tea near computers; electronics and liquids are a bad mix, he says).

So, last week I decided the kids couldn't handle the boredom of not going anywhere much more and I arranged to go with a friend to the Αcropolis museum. The kids are fairly young to really appreciate the exhibits but it was a trip for them to experience the atmosphere of a museum and maybe pick up a fact or two along the way. We only paid 1 euro each to get in and all four kids ranging from 3-15 years old got in free.

Excerpts from the comments of my 6 and 3-year-olds.

"Oh look, a broken bowl"

"Oh look, a broken leg"

"Oh look, a broken horse"

"Oh look, a broken arm"

and perhaps most amusingly...

"Oh look, he's got a ..."

We had a drink in the café/restaurant and, I have to say, the prices were very good. We had one coke, two iced teas and three freshly squeezed juices for 11 euro. I was being nosey and looking at what everyone else ordered and I'd say the cold salads and sandwiches looked very good value and tasty, too. My friend and I worked out that for a couple to go around 6 or 7 pm, pay the entrance fee, browse the exhibits and then have a glass of wine and a salad or sandwich, sitting beneath the Parthenon, it would cost less than 10 euro. Not per person... altogether!

Of course, both of us have small children, so it's nice for us to dream of doing civilised things like that, knowing all too well that we will in all likelihood not do it ever.

So, I am winding it up here. I doubt I will be posting again until I get to Nafplio. We are assured by OTE that we will have a phone line before we even get there and will have internet two days after that. So I will be seeing you all again in about six months!!! Just kidding. I'll be checking in on Alex's iPhone.

Ciao.............