<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:38:10.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>detour</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-1161499995092578438</id><published>2008-03-10T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:04:12.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;ok so i finally got these images off my camera --- these were from november --- little joji going to town on the swing! --- and i know i haven't finished the hospital saga yet... will try to complete soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/jojiswing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/jojiswing1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/jojiswing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/jojiswing2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/jojiswing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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(it's really quite amazing to see these thermometers, i haven't even considered that they were still around) so the fear wells up in the sweet innocent mercury thermometer, it cowers and huddles and try to roll as far away from ado's hand as possible (that can somehow be taken as a random breeze just came through the room and pushed it).... but alas, it is to no avail, she will not be quelled, she WILL take your temperature.  or so she thinks. dundunDUNNN.  but, the thermometer will not give up without a fight, she picks it up - oh no, contact - it squirms, it wiggles, it struggles, it figgles? ----- closer and harder the hand grips it, the fingers curl one by one on top of it..... it takes a deep breath.... it defies ALL forms of logic, gravity, sense, it jumps (oh yes it jumps) out of her hand ----- FREEEEDOMMMM!!!!!!!!! it's flying, it's free, it's floating in the air, no bonds to hold it, no chains to bind it.  there are clouds above and below it, oh look it's floating down towards the clouds, closer now, wait, those aren't clouds, wait, that's not soft fluffy white stuff.... oh no, it's hard linoleum floor, oh no, the reality, in a blink, ohhhhhhhhh.  the thermometer falls swiftly toward annihilation, self-inflicted suicide, such a tragic end; to shatter to the ends of the earth, to have it's little mercury pellets collecting in cracks and crevices to remain saturating the bare feet of unknowing patients forever (well except that we got someone to come clean it up so hopefully that's not true), all to avoid my sister.  so they bring another thermometer and the nurse insists on taking my temperature herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;by the time the sun was coming up, i was watching it, and feeling a bit better.  the remarkable thing about being in a hospital is that since i was on the saline drip i was able to have enough energy to keep going.  two weeks earlier when i had the virus and didn't eat for four days, i wasn't doing as well as i was this morning.  i had another visit from the lady doctor, of which it might have consisted of 10 words, not very productive - and i still hadn't heard about any results from any of the tests.  the unfortunate part of this was also that the pain killers they had given me sat night were so strong that a. they couldn't give me any more without waiting for awhile and b. that they wouldn't give me any more till they got some test(s) results back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;.... while this one was short, hopefully it was sweet, will complete after i've had something to eat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-2235101169641275851?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/2235101169641275851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=2235101169641275851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/2235101169641275851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/2235101169641275851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-bedtime-story-part-digression.html' title='a (long) bedtime story : part digression'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-455979984201669229</id><published>2008-02-01T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T01:01:35.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a (long) bedtime story : part une</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;ok so as my sister pointed out to me - i have failed to recount the last few days i was in greece. i had a plane ticket to return to the states leaving on tuesday and arriving on tuesday (i think).  it was also slightly imperative that i make this flight (or rather 3 flights) to get back to the states so that i could go to a wedding that weekend, which of course i also had plane tickets for as well as a car rental reservation, plans to go with a friend, hotel reservations, etc ... you get the picture.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so the week was going well, i was getting pretty sad that i was going to be leaving and starting to miss the little ones as well as the big ones.  i packed a bit of stuff and we were doing our thing.  then we went to the market and were thinking of making a salad and i wanted to do a tomato mozzarella basil salad.  this is a salad that i was eating probably 3 or 4 times a week before i left for greece, and once i was there, i was craving it all the time.  so we get everything we need, they didn't have any fresh mozza, but they had semi-fresh, in a plastic bag with juice.  so we make the salad and other assorted items (don't remember now) and i chow on the salad, ado had some, chris had some, lia had just a little, and joji had none.  so we eat, we do whatever, ado goes to bed, chris goes back upstairs to work, lia's been asleep for awhile, and i'm up writing brad an email.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i hear a noise from the bedrooms that sounds a lot like throwing up, i get up and walk to lia's room and i hear it again, then i ran.  and she was indeed throwing up, i get ado, we get to li, and we get her down off her loft bed and into the bathroom... she's not feeling good for a good couple of hours, keeps throwing up off and on.... finally she goes to sleep, by this time ado's not feeling too good, but she can't tell if it's actually something, or as a reaction to li.  so .... then it really begins, ado's up, i'm up, and chris is up... we are all puking - actually i think chris held out till the next morning, but he was severely nauseous to the point of needing to be standing over the kitchen sink. he had to stand over the sink, 'cause ado and i were lying together in the bathroom - alternating, no joke, it was crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so finally ado starts to feel a little better, she and chris can lay down, i however kept going, and going and going --- to the effect of by early morning ado and chris are making phone calls to find a doctor that i can go see at the clinic.  so this is saturday morning, i'm nauseous and cramping to a degree of severity i've only experienced once before.... with food poisoning in hong kong.  so they finally get me to the clinic (the greek term for private hospital), i make it up the elevator barely, and i see the head dr for the gi unit... he's the greatest thing on the face of the planet - super sweet, kind, a great cross between your dad and grandfather.  so he gives me anti nausea and pain drugs, they don't do anything.  i get into a room [i was freakishly lucky - there was one bed left in the clinic - in the maternity ward (where ado actually had joji), it was a single (oh thank god!) it was freshly remodeled, it had a view of the bay, it rocked], get on an iv, and they start pumping saline.  i'm not sure when i was in, but am time saturday... i get a little relief from some of the iv drugs, but only for a couple of hours.  so basically i'm still dying - the moaning and groaning, kill me now kind of pain -- and it's been going for too long now.  and, somewhere in the middle of all of that - chris finally gets his chance to throw up.  the luckiest thing in the entire world was that little joji didn't eat any of the salad -- or rather the mozza, which is what they had narrowed it down to as being the culprit for the crazy ass food poisoning that took us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so ado and chris are the greatest - they're juggling a baby and an 8 yr old, who was working on a low grade fever for the better part of the day.  but she made to both of the parties she was supposed to go to that night - so that was good -- and me in a hospital. the even more interesting part of all of this is that it's taking place in a language i don't understand... and as i came to find out, only about half of the nurses over the course of the time i was there understood mine.  about this time i'm starting to freak out about money and timing... two things that i just had to let go, 'cause there was nothing i could do about either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so then the night shift comes on ---- i can't even begin to get the description down of the doctor that i had then.  all the greatness of the other doctor was basically flipped.  this was a woman who looked like she'd been called in from her night of clubbing.... huge blond frizzy hair and i'm talking HUGE, long (to the shoulder) gold earrings, tight tight shirt with lots of cleavage, short black skirt, knee-high black high-heeled boots.  and she was also not greek, but though she spoke greek, she didn't speak english. so after ado left for the night... we were left basically miming our way through the evening..... through all of this time i've also been peeing and ya know in cups for tests, giving blood, sucking down saline.  since i'm still wasn't feeling better the lady dr decides to take and x-ray and run an ekg? maybe i don't remember, some heart test... i'm freaking out - do you know how expensive those kind of tests are in the us?? oh man... plus i'm starting to get worried... and ado's just trying to calm me down... she later tells me after i get out of the clinic all the stuff the lady dr was saying that she didn't translate for me to not freak me out even more.... it was totally funny in retrospect too 'cause the dr would talk and talk and talk and then ado would say something and they would have this like 5 min long convo and i'd be like what did she say? and ado would tell me oh they're going to take your temperature.  and i'm like is that it? then the nurse comes in to take it and she says ok so turn over.....uhhh ado???  :)  ahhhh it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);  font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seeing as how this is getting very long... i will continue the crazy saga tomorrow -- the uber extreme windstorm which i had a front row ticket to because of my great room in the morning and cute new on call doctor man :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-455979984201669229?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/455979984201669229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=455979984201669229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/455979984201669229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/455979984201669229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-bedtime-story-part-une.html' title='a (long) bedtime story : part une'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-4955792341983794905</id><published>2008-01-21T00:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:04:53.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>january</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;so i am back in the seattle area... :) spending the holidays here was nice, it's even snowed a couple of times in the past 2 months since i've been back.  i have found a job doing massage at a salon that has just expanded to include 'spa' services - which means new, and no clientele - which means building my own... which could take a lonnng time.  so for the moment i'm staying in the area... but we'll see what happens.  it's been really good to be doing massage again and it'll be interesting to see if i enjoy doing it for income.  so the exploring abroad plans have been put on hold for the moment, but i will try and keep updating on the blog to keep in touch.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-4955792341983794905?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/4955792341983794905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=4955792341983794905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/4955792341983794905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/4955792341983794905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2008/01/january.html' title='january'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-8795218411683535396</id><published>2007-11-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:10:21.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thur nov 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ok so it's been a really long time since i've written - but first our parents were here and that was really fun.  i'll put some photos up at the bottom that my mom sent me from when they were here.  after they left we were just trying to get things pulled together and then there was a long weekend starting on the 26th - fri - with joji's first birthday and then a trip up to a lake on sunday... however i didn't get to partake in any of those fun experiences (save for making his birthday cake in the morning) because i got knocked out by a wretched virus that lasted for four days - ughh.  i'm recovered from that now, just trying to stay clear of the colds the kids have. cold and flu season in a house with kids and in a different country is deadly - or at least taxing on your immune system - to be a little less dramatic :).  but i'm planning to make it through unscathed from here on out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;on a different note, i didn't take the job that i was contemplating, so i'll be coming back to seattle in less than 2 weeks - crazy - and see from there if i come back, or where else i'll go.  i will definitely be sad to say goodbye to the cool and sunny weather that we are having here... there has been some rain, but today was actually warm, so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i have to say that i am definitely disappointed with bite.  shocking.  anyways, it was an experience, an experience that required more alcohol than i consumed.  oh well.  it was definitely thoroughly amusing, some good music - which was the saving grace, ado and i were rocking out the whole time - but they clipped a lot, so right when you were getting into it, they moved on to another song.  i think we might have also been the only people in the room to know the words to any of the songs.  however, i can say that i have maxed out on my ass quota for the year - maybe for the next five years, along with glow-in-the-dark fangs and really cheesy vampires.  but it was definitely what it said it was - sans being topless, that it wasn't, just lots of bras - rock n' roll music blaring while girls dance around in heels, fishnets, and other various coverings, one male vampire, some live fire, plot - was there a plot?, etc.  unfortunately we were not allowed to take photos so i don't have any to post.  did i mention it was in a casino? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;so now i get to relax and have fun with lia and joji and everyone, no more job searching, no more learning greek - at least for this trip :) -- i hope everyone had a wonderful halloween, we are finishing up decorating sugar cookies we made tonight, cats and pumpkins, something halloweeny for lia :).  i'll try and get out and take some more photos since i haven't done that in quite awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn2zpYESeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3NhhXZ4Ukcw/s1600-h/IMG_3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn2zpYESeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3NhhXZ4Ukcw/s320/IMG_3575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127901017878579682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dinner at ado's after mom and dad had arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn20JYESfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2mZFUA4B6gE/s1600-h/IMG_3608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn20JYESfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2mZFUA4B6gE/s320/IMG_3608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127901026468514290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;liolia, george (chris's parents), chris, joji, ado, me, lia, dad (mom taking the photo) - we went on a trip out to Vergina (the mound behind us is covering the tombs of alexander the great's father and a couple of other royals). very cool site, they've maintained the experience of being in an underground burial site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn20ZYESgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/v9QLviDJSF4/s1600-h/IMG_3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn20ZYESgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/v9QLviDJSF4/s320/IMG_3587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127901030763481602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ado and joji - shopping downtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn3MpYESjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BnmwxRindMQ/s1600-h/IMG_3616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn3MpYESjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BnmwxRindMQ/s320/IMG_3616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127901447375309362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lia climbing the doorway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn20pYEShI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dwfQUFG1Yw4/s1600-h/IMG_3588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn20pYEShI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dwfQUFG1Yw4/s320/IMG_3588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127901035058448914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;joji chilling with dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn21JYESiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9NIk2CYYmCw/s1600-h/IMG_3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn21JYESiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9NIk2CYYmCw/s320/IMG_3606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127901043648383522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn21JYESiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9NIk2CYYmCw/s1600-h/IMG_3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before ado and i went to bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-8795218411683535396?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/8795218411683535396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=8795218411683535396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/8795218411683535396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/8795218411683535396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2007/11/thur-nov-1.html' title='thur nov 1'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Ryn2zpYESeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3NhhXZ4Ukcw/s72-c/IMG_3575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-3050350346086303567</id><published>2007-10-19T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:28:54.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>less than 24 hours to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;oh i can't believe i almost forgot! it's less than 24 hours till bite !!! wow... time flies when you're not thinking a 'gosh-darn' about something :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;very exciting news - since the inception of time there have been little plastic objects that you screw into doors of cabinets etc to keep small inquisitive children from opening the doors and pulling everything and the drawers out from within.  however, these tend to take lots of time to install.  since i've been here each day has had some amount of time spent in keeping little boy out of them.  we have most recently been shoving dishtowels into the doors, which actually works pretty well - till they figure out all they have to do is pull on the towel.  today our dad was amazing and installed 8 out of the 10 latches in the kitchen for the cabinets (hurray for grandpas!!!!) so exciting, i mean i can't even tell you, needless to say it's taking a while to remember that they're there (this is what is has come down to - and it's only been a month - but it's ok - it's the little things in life :) ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;on a completely other note ( if i keep going it'll make a full circle) if you're in the mood for children's books - or in a bookstore and browsing - i seriously suggest -- &amp;amp; i mean highly recommend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;the big orange splot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;by daniel manus pinkwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;by peter h. reynolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;please don't let the 'children's' part deter you these are amazing books - regardless of their projected age range.   being around kids and reading their books to them is reminding me how amazing some children's books can be - at any age, all ages, anytime in our life --- esp the older we get and the farther away we get from our childhood and our children's childhood etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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go'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-683898396767819289</id><published>2007-10-17T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:31:05.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RxbvPELOywI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vuPwUPkuzeo/s1600-h/meloncopyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;every saturday morning there's a really amazing farmer's market outside of thessaloniki - it's completely organic!  so needless to say we spend a lot of time there and try to get as much produce for the week as we can - it's also wayyy less expensive than in the stores, and the money goes directly to the farmer - another plus :).  there are some health food stores that carry organic products and produce here, but they are really expensive - which is kind of a bummer, this market is totally the lifesaver for that problem - as long as you have a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=683898396767819289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/683898396767819289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/683898396767819289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2007/10/market_17.html' title='market'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RxbvPELOywI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vuPwUPkuzeo/s72-c/meloncopyright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-6842512396863684393</id><published>2007-10-16T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:26:00.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ah so... i got really sick last week and i think that i'm now up to about 90% of normal.  it's a bit hard sharing a space with an infant and young child - who goes to school and who i'm sure carries unwillingly home with her a large group of hitchhiking viruses and bacteria... to not get sick.  needless to say it went around this family and ado was the only one who survived unscathed, which is really helpful since i don't know quite what i'd do if she went under.  but it was a wonderful learning session - on a positive note - we found a bunch of home, herbal, and other natural remedies which helped fantastically - esp since i have avoided acquiring a sinus infection, which is a feat not easily achieved.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;it's finally turned cold here... which is really nice, seeing as how when i left seattle it was as cool there as it has just become here.  but, now i'm starting to realize the holes in my packing as well... oh well, guess i just have to go shopping :).  since the weather has been so good, we've been trying to spend as much time outside as possible, and i've been meeting more and more of ado's friends which is great... lots of them speak english which is nice - don't get me wrong i don't mind just standing around smiling and nodding when people are talking to ado in greek and for some reason they just assume i understand what they're saying... it lends to fabulously long sessions of daydreaming or planning- but it's also enjoyable to take part in a conversation here and there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); "&gt;last saturday we ran some errands and then went on this wonderful walk around a lake/resevoir --- ahhhh so nice to be outside in some bit of nature and moving! -- not on anything having to do anything with concrete or cement or tiles or stones or marble.  we watched the herons doing their incredibly entertaining 'fake flying' -- where they stand on a log and spread their wings when it's really windy and just stay there.... at least i find it very amusing.  sunday was so nice as well... this is by far and away my most favorite time of year - sunny and crisp... lia had a birthday party in the morning and then we went downtown and walked up to the upper city again and had the most incredible lunch outside at this taverna on the hill.  lia fed the kittens and joji got to walk around and pet them (there's a rampant amount of stray cats, which just exponentially expands - given the situation - so there are tons of cats everywhere).  then we walked up around the old/remodeled houses again and found this great area by the wall (thessaloniki was a walled city - if i haven't said this before) that was like a little bit of the islands thrown down here.  white washed walls, lots of color and plants - gorgeous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); "&gt;joji's been doing great - the teething seems to have slacked off for the moment - he now has 8 whole teeth :) which i would say is actually quite a feat when you live with someone who is going through that process.  we put little baby tevas on him the other day and after he got over the initial shock of the new strangeness, has now become quite the proficient walker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); "&gt;lia's doing well, she has tons of homework and spends her time either in school or home doing schoolwork or at ballet... i'd forgotten how much time we spend in our younger years with school &amp;amp; school work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); "&gt;sooo still looking for a job, but definitely not at any loss for what to do with all my free time - that would definitely be because i have none - which seems to be a good thing right now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;so the countdown has begun - only... um, well, hmmm.... ok let's see... 4 more days till i GET to go see bite!! ohhhh i can't wait! - and if you can't tell, my words are only dripping sarcasm, not oozing it. :) but no, it should be fun - or something - our parents are arriving on thursday and staying through the weekend, so they are babysitting for bite night, which works out wonderfully :) and we're going with some irish, british, greek, and americans - shall be interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-6842512396863684393?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/6842512396863684393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=6842512396863684393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/6842512396863684393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/6842512396863684393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2007/10/ah-so.html' title='catching up'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-7720773857508640616</id><published>2007-10-15T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:15:50.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RxMTeULOyuI/AAAAAAAAADo/0HhtqctAC0U/s1600-h/shadow+copyrighted2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Rw57XkLOysI/AAAAAAAAADY/0ib3s5wHyik/s320/heelswatermarked.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120165471144823490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-8354687342497751137?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ok so ado's irish friend maryann had her birthday today and we were going to go see a show called bite.... that has been advertised here as a rock n' roll show. so in trying to decide if we wanted to go see it or not we went online and checked it out ---- turns out it's not JUST a rock &amp;amp; roll show.... it's a topless dance show from vegas with vampires set to rock and roll music .... needless to say it was sold out for tonight and sat night --- but i'll let ya know if we go next week :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;so i'm still looking around for jobs -- having a bit of a hard time with the not speaking greek part - no shit hunh :).  but i've had some leads for massage and talked with a woman today who has an alternative healing facility and is keeping me on her 'list' for certain specialties, who knows. anyways, it's one week to the official start of retrograde and i hope everyone can survive this one!  happy start to the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwaP5ULOyqI/AAAAAAAAADE/T26MPYqjo78/s1600-h/icecream+copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwaP5ULOyqI/AAAAAAAAADE/T26MPYqjo78/s320/icecream+copy1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117936241384278690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the end of the gelato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-4608241874780408105?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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102);"&gt;so today was ado's birthday - i think it's the first one of hers that i've ever been around to celebrate with her on the day of - crazy.... but good :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;today was her first day back teaching in a year - and it went really well and she has some really great students this time - most actually have interests in art.  she teaches architecture &amp;amp; art history in english to students who are looking to go to universities abroad. which can sometimes end up being just a random assortment of persons - with varying levels of english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;so i got to have joji for the afternoon and we went - and when i say we i mean i pushed him sleeping in his stroller for 45 min in 27c sunshine :) - for a long walk to downtown to meet up with ado after class.  it was soothing and good to get out of the house - we went along the waterfront of which i think i am enjoying more than normal since living on bainbridge.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;we met up with ado and then went and had lunch - which is their main meal of the day and usually eaten in the afternoon, around 3 - and i am still not used to it yet, esp since i'm waking up between 7 and 8 with the kids and all.  we went to a sandwich shop of a neighbor of ours and it was really good ---- it was also incredibly random because theo - the owner/neighbor - came over and started talking in almost american accented english - he's greek/canadian and grew up in montreal - who knew :) anyways... it was nice to talk to another greek who speaks english really well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;so yahdedah -- later we made cheesecake for ado's birthday dessert and it came out wonderfully - which was good because we did it with no recipe whatsoever - she's great at baking and cooking that way.  we had dinner and chris's parents came down (they live on the floor above us - and we see them no less than 2 times a day) and we had candles and cake and champagne with birthday songs in two languages and lots of walking and cackles from joji. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-1728205035764974250?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/1728205035764974250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=1728205035764974250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/1728205035764974250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/1728205035764974250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2007/10/oct-3.html' title='oct 3'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwP4W0LOymI/AAAAAAAAACk/ks40GfXKfxw/s72-c/adocandles+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-5633483481410701377</id><published>2007-10-01T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T07:03:11.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tsipouro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;on saturday we drove a bit out of the city to a tsipouro distilling party that chris's uncle and aunt have every year.  tsipouro is a spirit (40p) that is like a cross between ouzo and sake.  it's very strong and most people add water to it, which makes it turn cloudy - like pastis - because of the anis.  they make it from a variety of different ingredients - you can basically put whatever you want in it - but the base is whatever is leftover from making wine... skins, juice, seeds etc that has been left to ferment.  it was done at the still/vineyards of a friend of theirs and there was a big bar-b-que with tons of food and people and lots of fresh tsipouro.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXkLOyhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6J-soIyAQ10/s1600-h/vinetrellace+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXkLOyhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6J-soIyAQ10/s320/vinetrellace+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116279797052262930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;a view of the vineyards&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXULOyfI/AAAAAAAAABs/rBEKnn1Z1Hk/s1600-h/tipporoingred+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXULOyfI/AAAAAAAAABs/rBEKnn1Z1Hk/s320/tipporoingred+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116279792757295602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;some of the ingredients for the tsipouro - chris's aunt's secret recipe which even her husband doesn't know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXkLOygI/AAAAAAAAAB0/USKjbjE9dik/s1600-h/tipporomen+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXkLOygI/AAAAAAAAAB0/USKjbjE9dik/s320/tipporomen+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116279797052262914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;the two men who were doing the really hard work - adding the remains from the wine making into the still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXELOydI/AAAAAAAAABc/qf1Pr-EiEnA/s1600-h/adoetallvines+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXELOydI/AAAAAAAAABc/qf1Pr-EiEnA/s320/adoetallvines+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116279788462328274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;lia, joji &amp;amp; ado on our walk through the vineyards looking for grapes that had been left on the vine when they were harvesting -- they were delicious -- merlot, cabernet, chardonnay, and sauvignon blanc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXELOyeI/AAAAAAAAABk/opiWah2NVhg/s1600-h/olive%26fence+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXELOyeI/AAAAAAAAABk/opiWah2NVhg/s320/olive%26fence+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116279788462328290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;an early olive - most are still green and are picked in november and december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD0sULOyiI/AAAAAAAAACE/52tNfBI42v4/s1600-h/tipporobottles+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD0sULOyiI/AAAAAAAAACE/52tNfBI42v4/s320/tipporobottles+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116358218860120610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;our 'souvenirs' - i get one whole bottle for myself :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-5633483481410701377?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/5633483481410701377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=5633483481410701377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/5633483481410701377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/5633483481410701377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/2007/10/tipporo.html' title='tsipouro'/><author><name>corinne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181272456390435501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee190/acorinnet/greeenhat1copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwCtXkLOyhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6J-soIyAQ10/s72-c/vinetrellace+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221832348690073358.post-1318743413895922336</id><published>2007-09-29T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T07:12:56.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the upper city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD-tULOyjI/AAAAAAAAACM/5jMg6UE_R1g/s1600-h/yellowhouse+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD-tULOyjI/AAAAAAAAACM/5jMg6UE_R1g/s320/yellowhouse+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116369231156267570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;on friday ado joji and i went downtown - which is the major shopping, commerce area, etc - and then walked up to the upper city and wandered around.  in the downtown they have some great outdoor market areas with different sections -- meat/fish, produce, restaurants... the flower one smells the best :). the upper city is an area of thessaloniki where most of the houses are still in their traditional state and/or are being restored in that fashion. you can just ramble around on the small cobbled streets and walkways and refresh in the quiet. most of the city has been altered and built up into these massive cement apartment buildings in the past 30 to 40 years... before that it was apparently a beautiful city. now there are only a few places where any of that remains. it's been pretty warm lately - when i first got here it had just cooled down and rained for the first time since before august. but now it's warmed up again into the high 80s which makes the city muggy and a bit difficult to manage - have i mentioned how nice beer tastes here? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD-tULOykI/AAAAAAAAACU/6iDgKHxo4Ms/s1600-h/windowindoor+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD-tULOykI/AAAAAAAAACU/6iDgKHxo4Ms/s320/windowindoor+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116369231156267586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD-tkLOylI/AAAAAAAAACc/G7YckYkRoCQ/s1600-h/frescohouse+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/RwD-tkLOylI/AAAAAAAAACc/G7YckYkRoCQ/s320/frescohouse+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116369235451234898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-1318743413895922336?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Rvv8TULOyZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lN_I6YMVQfM/s1600-h/adolongday+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XRSHzDZ_dUo/Rvv8TULOyZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lN_I6YMVQfM/s200/adolongday+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114959210572859794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-322564939378863366?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); "&gt;so i've made it! 3 planes and 20+ hours of traveling later, and i'm now on the Mediterranean side of life :) ... i arrived the evening of lia's 8th birthday which added even more elements to the already crazy and experience filled event of a first day in greece - but there were banana splits, so everything was worth it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;the family is doing well - chris (my brother-in-law) is a bit stressed, but that's nothing new there. ado (my sister) is good - and on a six-month late spring cleaning kick which has managed to keep us busy this week. lia (my niece) is not only 8, in third grade, continuing with ballet, backing off on the tai kwon do to start french lessons, fluent in 2 languages, &amp;amp; the coolest sister, but still  absolutely adorable as ever. joji (george - my nephew) is almost 11 months, very happy and just took his first steps 2 days ago and has been doing a great job ever since! :) chris's family is well and the day after lia's birthday was his sister sophia's birthday, so we went over to her house and had a massive and delicious dinner! i got to meet her children, since i haven't seen her or her husband since they were pregnant with their first - 11 years ago at chris and ado's wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;so that's the abbreved update on everyone here and my first week in greece.  the weather has been nice and cool, with rain and thunder and lightening a couple of nights.  i've been drinking lots of coffee and trying to adjust to the jet-lag and having loads of fun playing with my niece and nephew!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221832348690073358-9174801502037256502?l=corinnedetour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnedetour.blogspot.com/feeds/9174801502037256502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7221832348690073358&amp;postID=9174801502037256502' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221832348690073358/posts/default/9174801502037256502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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