I went to Athens for 2 days to stay with someone I knew nothing about
It all started when I matched with an E girl on Tinder cause her bio said “Athens Fashion School”
Why is this girl in Berlin?
I was desperate for people to go to this one club because it had just reopened and I needed to see it.
I match with E girl, She says she in Berlin for a concert and to go clubbing.
Perfff- she’s my girl- were going out and were getting faded-
Just what I am looking for, a down ass bitch
Go clubbing with them, get home at 7 am
Go out with them again a few days later, meet some American millennials from the south. Too damn funny.
They go back to Greece.
The E girl texts me, to come to Athens
Interesting that she has no friends to rave with but whatever. .. Never pass up a free place to stay
I book the flight
2 weeks later I’m on my way to Athens
I get there and am immediately smoking mad cigarettes outside the artisanal sock shop where she works. I giggle. Love a funny girl that works a funny job.
We go to her home where I am greeted by her grandma who does not speak any English but is so damn cute rubbing my arm to say hello.
We eat spaghetti with red meat sauce. Reminds me of what my grandmother makes. I take a nap, mid nap- I wake up to E girl bringing me a homemade chocolate covered ice cream cone that they buy from the neighborhood sweet shop.
Like I’m sorry whaaa how fucking cute…
We go to city center for beers. Meet up with friends GF(situationship)—(update , sep 6 they are still together and very much in love- for those wondering).
Fits and hair reminded me of myself a year ago. Jorts down to her ankle. So awesome. Fat Skate sneakers. Drainer t shirt. So awesome. All I can think about is how badly these cunts need to see chicago…
SO happy to know that drainers are everywhere. Strange though, cause they are quite hard to find in Berlin. This city(Berlin) really is its own bubble. Drainers don’t exist like they do in Chicago. That is drainer capital. ANYWAY
Were drinking 7% beers and walking between ancient ruins and McDonalds… paints the perfect picture of how the world interacts with its own history.
I really cant play the bit of “OMG THE ANCIENT GREEKS WOULD BE SO OFFENDED AND DISTRAUGHT IF THEY SAW THIS” S.J.W stance…
The ancient greeks were all for development of society and its functioning. They would probably shake ass at McDonalds. Until they threw up from the severe amounts of grease that their poor ancient stomaches have never seen.
TBH I think the ancient greeks would have fucked with my American ass. I was lit as fuck in Greece. Though the greeks I was linking LOVED to make fun of the bullshit slang I used cause nothing made sense.
SO fair of them. Although they were speaking the most formal and proper English I’ve heard in actual years….. these cunts almost sounded British as hell.
They even said that it’s hard for them to show their personality when they speak English opposed to their native language. Sad for them, I guess also sad for me since I am only understanding a fraction of their personalities.
This is so very much a thing but Ive found that germans do not deal with this issue nearly as severely as other non native English speakers in the EU. But, that seems like a problem for the respective countries education systems and I simply not qualified to speak on the matter.
I say I’m not qualified to speak on something as If this entire blog is me pulling bullshit out of my ass to boost my ego but WHATEVERRRRR
I am now revisiting this post since the last time I touched it on June 5th- it is September AF now- Im back in chicago and living life like the slut that I am.
I wanted to write about my conversation with the grandmother I was staying with- Her family is from a neighboring island of where my family is from. Her family played a major role in the rebuilding of the island after a series of fires and earthquake. Disasters that my Papou felt and watched from his island as a teenager living with his family. I guess that is a cute summary of all that I would like to say on the matter now.
SMALL ASS WORLD
One day, I will write a piece on the history of my crazy Papou and the shit he’s got himself into in his life. Not that a soul gives a fuck about my family history but I feel it paints a nice image of why I am like this .
