I love lists. They seem ordered. Grouped. Like you’ve accomplished something more than just putting words to paper. Yet, they’re easy; they provide release. So it’s that time-of-the-trip-into-foreign-land again. When the childish part of me organizes my thoughts on Greece in the following way. AQfter you get over the juvenile titles, I hope you’ll get a better idea of what it means to spend two months working here.

Things I Love About Greece