Beware of Greeks Bearing Gifts

Anonymous It's a strange feeling sitting here in the Athens airport waiting for the plane to go home. It feels like home is another world away, just frozen in time awaiting our arrival. I almost feel like Athens is my new home; I know how to use the tram and bus system, I have walked the streets and can get around and know some amazing restaurants. I think it is going to taek me soem time to get used to my routine at home again, its like home is a foreign land that I need to adjust to instead of home. I am excited to see my family again but so sad to be leaving Athens. This trip has just been one indescribable experience after another. I feel like I just keep repeating myself but there really aren't any words that can describe my time here in Greece. I was a great opportunity for me to branch out of my comfort zone and get to do things completely on my own for once. I am always around my family, which is great, but it is nice to know that I actually can do things on my own. It has been so great but it is time to go home; see my family and get back into my normal life. I don't know how "normal" I can consider it now though...this trip has given me such an adventerous spirt, independence and a deep appreciation for Greek culture.