Saturday, September 27, 2008
The Trip: mine not his
I'm not in Greece anymore. But I was there for 22 days. Why the big trip? I figured since my husband was getting the 34-year-old bride, the big wedding and the honeymoon, I should treat myself to my own adventure. Why Greece? It was all in the timing. I wanted to go alone, but with a hiking group, so I selected a trip from the group's catalogue in sync with the date of my husband's wedding and honeymoon. As he was promising his new love the same things he'd once promised me, I wanted to be on a separate continent, in a different time zone, and in a new state of mind. I didn't care where I went, but there were two hikes that covered the needed time span....so I signed up for both of them. Hence Greece. The destination appealed to me. I felt like a traveler lost at sea so I would pack my new copy of The Odyssey and get out of town.