It's become a drizzly/foggy night in Athens.  The kind of weather where you'd hear footsteps approaching, and Sherlock Holmes would appear under the streetlight.  The other night began with the most delicious shades of purple in the sky:
I don't really need one for every day, but scenes like that make me wish I had a really good, proper camera.

Hannah's water problem has been fixed, but Briton's is ongoing.  He thought his was, turned his shower on, and the knob came off in his hand.  Water started shooting out, hitting the back wall.  (Sort of Buster Keaton-ish funny, except when you're living it.)  He may have to ask to be moved to another apartment.


  1. I see the beauty in your image. It is lovely and so very full of pastel colors!


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