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Saturday, May 29, 2004

Apparently my role on this trip is as comic relief for Tracy and anyone else within eye sight of my lack of grace. It started on the plane ride with the cup of water (see below for details), then on Thursday I slid down the Acropolis on my ass. Lemme explain: In order to reach one particular area of the ruins, we had to climb VERY steep and VERY slippery steps. The stairs and site are made of rock that has been smoothed to a polish by decades of visitors. Everyone was treading carefully. EVERYONE. Anyway, coming down was a bit frightening (I have a tad vertigo), so I descended on my butt (keep the center of gravity low, I hear my father advising). Tracy, who took her flip-flops off to "grab the rock with my toes" couldn't stop laughing at me. When I nearly reached the bottom a beautiful, French (of course!) woman sauntered past my crouching body, practically skipping down the stairs in her sandals (bitch). I was utterly embarrassed. But not to be topped by today's antics...

Tracy and I spent the day in Fira, the main town on Santorini. Every view was breath-taking. After a long day of walking, we had dinner at a cafe over looking the cliffs, facing the sunset - stunning! We were on the second floor of the terrace, with the first floor extending beyond the second, roof visible through wooden beams. I fumbled my knife (you see what's coming) and in a feeble attempt to catch it, bounced it off my hand, into the air and through the first floor roof, where it landed, attracting EVERYONE'S attention. I was mortified, imagining I had just slain a fellow tourist with a butter knife. Laughter exploded and I turned even redder than my mild sun burn. A few seconds later the waiter came over with a new knife and said, "You just killed a guy down there" (haha). I appreciated the joke, but felt like an ass. Tracy, inspired by my comedy routine, has coined a new term for the trip: DAA (dumb ass American). We've seen plenty of DAAs. This evening, I was that guy. Ugh.

Wonder what tomorrow brings, when Tracy and I will be climbing the volcano that formed Santorini via donkeys! Stay tuned...