Who are all these people walking around like zombies on speed? I hear yelling and cars are driving by with their horns screaming. There is a water fountain and a bunch of people are trying to cool themselves. The temperature keeps rising. It is now 35C (or 95F) and it is meant to go up to 36C (96F) but they always lie, it always goes higher than what they say. I am in Greece! I am here for holidays with my family and oh my goat is it hot! I am used to the British climate and all this heat is making me tired. All I want to do is sleep.

I have been absent from the blog-world recently because I was all over the place. I spent last week seeing my friends and travelling to London and back. I had very little energy to blog when I got home and I haven’t even read other people’s blogs in days. It will take forever to catch up so I won’t be able to read all the entries I have missed but I will do my best.

I decided to come to Greece mostly because I want to spend as much time with my mum as possible. She is still very fragile, very swollen and taking certain drugs with weird names but that is not what scares me. What scares me is how different she looks. She looks more alive than ever but her shaved head and the scars look unreal. She looks a older in the way she moves and her hands shake like an old person’s. She wears a head scarf to protect herself from the sun and keep her head warm. She is doing okay though, she can’t do much around the house like cook, lift things or bend over to pick something up. She will recover fully though, at least that’s what the doctor said. However, it will take time.

In other news, today I will be going to see Linkin Park live! I can’t believe it! I have been a big fan of their music since they first started and somehow I always managed to miss them when they played in the UK. Who would have thought I’d finally manage to see them live in Greece? Not me, that’s for sure! Now, how I’m going to deal with going to a concert when it’s so hot out there, I don’t know. I’ll figure that out when the time comes.

I’ll try to take pictures for you but I won’t bring my camera with me because I don’t want to carry too much stuff on me. My phone has a decent camera on it so hopefully that will do.

Sssso this Bank Holiday Weekend was timed perfectly. Wonderful weather, less coursework and a longer weekend makes for a very happy Colin. On Saturday morning and after I had slept like a log (literally - I didn’t move from the position I fell asleep in and woke up all stiff) for 16 hours because I had to make up for all the sleep I lost during the week, a friend of mine sent me a text to meet up for a coffee. On a day as perfect as Saturday, I could not refuse. However, we did not have coffee. In fact, we did everything but have coffee.

We had drinks (the best Pimms I have ever had), we went shopping (spent way too much money, in my case £250 for a pair of jeans, shoes and a new leather shoulder bag), had ice cream and finally went to a travel agency. We got our first quote for a trip. A trip many of you will be glad to hear about because if it goes as I’m planning, I will be in the US this summer! Yep! Starting from New York and then hopefully visiting a couple more states so I can see a few of you guys. I don’t know how far I can go but I will be updating you with details on the dates and how much time/money I’ll have during the trip so I can put a short “US tour” together. Of course this could all go wrong and nothing will happen if my friend can’t make the first part of the trip with me.

Now let’s leave the Saturday news behind and move on to Sunday. Sunday was meant to be a quiet day. I didn’t have anything planned and with my iMac not working since Saturday night I had to spent most of Sunday bringing it back to life and to the way it was before I somehow corrupted my user profile. However, I spoke with someone I went on a date with a couple of months back. We arranged to meet up for a drink and that was meant to be it. A drink on a warm Sunday evening. So let me just say it went further than that and we ended up at his place. If you have deciphered the post title by now you’ll know what happened. I don’t think this will go any further but I don’t mind. It was a great way to blow off some steam and besides I’m not looking for a boyfriend at the moment.

So please leave your location in the comments and how far you might be willing to travel to meet me in the summer. For now the dates I might be going to the US are mid-July to early August but they might change. Let’s see if this will work!

This week’s Topical Tuesday topic is Favourite Memories. I had a few memories in mind that I wanted to write about but I concluded to writing about a summer holiday I had about 6 years ago.

It was the first holiday for which I went somewhere without my parents and with my two best friends at the time. We went to Paros (a Greek island) just the three of us. Needless to say that we had an incredible time even though we didn’t do anything too exciting. We would stay in bed until late in the afternoon chatting away and laughing like maniacs and then when we did go out to explore the island we would end up in the most random places. We even bumped into some other people from our class who we didn’t know would be there.

This is a favourite memory for me because it was also the time I was transitioning from being a school student to being a University student. Everything was exciting and new and thinking ahead even as far as only the next month made us burst with excitement. I didn’t feel like a child any more and I didn’t feel like an adult but I felt different; I felt free.

It was the last summer of total fun. All my summers after that were mauled by unfortunate evens or bad timing or jobs. That summer and specifically that week was incredible. I know I will never live anything like it and that depresses me a little so I am planning to have a summer of fun again. There are a couple of plans in the horizon and if things go well I might even be going to America this summer. Whatever happens I want to have at least one more summer of carefree fun before I get into a steady job. Actually, I don’t just want, I NEED.

It’s 9:30 in the morning and I’m giving up. I have been trying to fall asleep since Luka’s show ended with no success and I just got up for a quick peeing session (everything I do is a session). On my way back I stubbed my toe on the chair which sent the fat Argos catalogue, which was sitting peacefully minding it’s own business on it, flying onto my other foot. In case you don’t know what an Argos catalogue is then think “phonebook” you won’t be too far off.

How loud can you say “OweeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEE”? I know I can say it loud enough to wake up everyone in my building and the one next to this one. Unfortunately this also means that any chance I had of falling asleep is gone. I got even more wide awake than I was before.

So I decided to face my fate and went and made me an iced coffee. You may have noticed I’ve been saying that a lot recently. Iced coffee is my new thing. I no longer have coffee, I have “iced coffee”. It’s not completely true, only when I’m at home (and I spend a lot of hours in here) I make myself iced coffee. It may still be winter, actually no, it’s spring now I guess! Well it’s still cold out there and the weather is not exactly spring-y so you know what I mean. So, were was I? Ah, yes, it may still be cold out there and everywhere that is not under my duvet but I’m defying the cold and fighting it with more cold.

Did that make sense to you? I assume it didn’t because to be frank it doesn’t make any sense to me either. Moving right along now, because there’s no use in lingering over things that are not useful when lingered over. (I bet THAT made sense)

This ice coffee is very easy to make and it’s something I picked up in Greece. It’s called Frappé (I don’t know why it has a French spelling when it’s Greek) and it’s like the national coffee drink there. There’s also the “Greek coffee” which is like a “Turkish coffee” (if not the same).

I’m having a few problems with my Internet connection and managing my time between friends, holidays and being on my computer. I am away from Brighton at my parents’ house and in a few hours we will all be leaving for a family holiday which we haven’t done in years. This is good and bad but it should mostly be good and fun. I will be driving my dad’s big ass car (he drives a very fancy Mercedes) to get us all there and I hope I’ll be able to control the beast. It’s not that hard, it’s just that I’m not used to it. Come to think of it I’m hardly used to my own VW Golf…

These will be my famous last words until next Monday when we come back. Until then, take care! Hopefully Adrian will have plenty to talk about while I’m gone.

I want to thank all the people who believed in me and supported me. I, also, want to thank my family and all my friends. Also a big shout out to the person who when he saw a coffee bean decided to grind it, mix it with hot water, drink it and then spread the word about his magnificent idea; I love you man!

*sings “did you ever know that you’re my heeeeroooo… you’re everything I would like to be… I could fly higher than an eagle… ’cause you are the wind beneath my wings… “*
Literally!

In my tiredness I managed to get off at the wrong tube station which delayed me just enough to miss the train to Brighton. Thankfully I only had to wait 20 minutes for the next one to arrive. Also, now I’m in the middle of rush-hour which makes it so much harder to find a seat. Not impossible, just harder.

I’m very happy this training is over and really hope I don’t have another one coming up any time soon. I cannot, for the life of me, remember if I do but I suspect I probably do later this month. Ugh…

Wait, what? They’re going to build a base on the moon? Who’s going to want to live there? I mean yeah the view may be nice but the tv reception will suck. But then again they could have satellite tv. Of course after that, you know, they’ll start complaining that there are not enough green parks in the area, etc.

This is not pleasant. Actually it’s far too early for anything to be pleasant. Especially since I didn’t sleep well last night. I don’t understand why. I was exhausted by the time I got home and managed to go to bed. I was almost asleep by around 9 but that’s when my brother decided to cook which set off the fire alarm…

I proceeded to get out of bed and eat his food which he politely offered to me (I was starving at that point). I didn’t manage to sleep until midnight after that. I want my bed!

I’ve just realised that I’ll have to do this whole thing again tomorrow! I’m so tired that I might just happen to fall asleep on the cute guy sitting across me. But that would be very uncomfortable, awkward and a tad obvious.

Almost in Brighton now and trully physically and mentally knackered. I think I may even skip dinner and go straight to bed when I get home. Otherwise I will have to also cook today which I’m so not capable to do right now. Take care you internets!