At the end of August, I went out with a group of friends to Greece to see our old friend Ruth. Who is not old. However, the 4 of us (excluding Matt) all used to work together back in 1999 at the British Council office in Oxford. It was a little like being in war - our line managers were the strangest and most horrible human creations ever to be experienced and unfortunately, it's difficult not to relive the painful moments that are only funny to the people who experienced them.
Ruth has been living in Greece for the past 5 or 6 years. She works for some EU democracy NGO based in Thessaloniki and also is a speech writer for some Greek MP. She lives high up in the hills, in a chilled out neighourhood that overlooks the city and sea below. She rents a beautiful airy apartment which she shares with her boyfriend Thomas, an environmental scientist, and we were all gracious for them to put us up for the week. We did spend 2 days by the beach, ate loads, drank loads and invented a new version of beach paddle ball that the locals were probably well impressed by. Some of the more memorable moments included going out in the boat and seeing gazillions of dolphins, having drinks in the chic harbor-side restaurant, and surprisingly, the simple act of being given water and bar nibbles everywhere we went.
Holiday memories are never very interesting to anyone else; however, here are some pictures, which still may not be that interesting, but...it's part of the reason why I haven't been able to get to a computer. Unfortunately, my camera "died" on the 3rd day, so no pics of the turquoise sea.
Matt did get some pics of the sea, though: http://www.photobox.co.uk/album/3001510