Today was spent at the airport. I met seven different groups from seven different flights and sent them along to their drivers for a medical convention in the resort town of Loutraki.
To the left is a drawing I did of Ellen Cherry Charles.
The the bottom is the piece of Acropolis Museum notebook paper I used to try and keep myself together.
I ate nothing but sanwiches and tiropita today. I had three coffees. When the Zurich and Paris flights were delayed, one of the drivers arrived and treated me to a fourth. I politely declined once, twice, but I'm too Southern to say no a third time.
I think I need a salad infusion and a lavander bath, and then I think I'm going to go to bed.
