Somewhere between tragedy and comedy is my life.
I fully intended to resume posting and have a number of articles nearly finished, however the Fates have a different path for me. Please understand that this is not a post for sympathy. It’s not tragic — it’s a slice of comedy I’ve come to call my life.
Thomas says that if I believe in superstition, this string of bad luck will be followed by a good string…it’s just that some strings are longer than others. Super!!! 
LOL
Friday, our ADSL again went down and has not returned. We have no information on when and if it will.
Saturday, the valve that controls the petrol to our home was found to be broken, and the repairman never showed up on Monday. We’ve not had heat since. As I sat shivering that night and my nerves quite frayed, I started a long list of what I hate about Greece and what my life has become.
Sunday, we found a pool of water in our bedroom. We don’t know where it came from, but the wall was glistening. I also aired out the kitchen and within seconds, a mosquito saw fit to sample me, so I got out the DEET since I’m allergic to mosquitoes. I must now wear poison to cook.
Monday, I’m at work and agree to help a colleague with something in the storeroom. As the closet door is closing, my finger gets slammed between the doors and it’s the kind of pain that leaves you speechless for a second. Luckily, only the skin was pinched so it’s bleeding underneath and not gushing out. Hurts like a m#@&^%.
Today is Tuesday, and I broke down and went to Starcraps to wifi. Unfortunately, their hotspot ain’t that hot and never worked after 2 hours and 6 euros, but I was attacked by a swarm of hungry mosquitoes that I swear have GPS on me. Because of the beautiful weather pointed out by Dio, I resolved to take a walk to console myself, stopped at the store for some groceries and walked home. Not only did I find myself out of shape — although in my defense, I was carrying an extra 8 10 kilos of weight in groceries and laptop — but I locked myself out of the house, was accused by neighbors across the street of breaking into my own house and then had to walk 45 minutes to my fiancé’s workplace to meet him. That’s where I am now, sweating, feeling the burn and laughing.
For those who know what the project is, this has been a trying and challenging time at best. But to quote a song I heard today:
I will not be beaten.
You have yet to see me shining.
Shining – Kristian Leontiou (That’s right, he’s Greek)
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“Just another day in Hellas“
“OTE: Miracle on Thiseos Street“
“Communications blackout“
“The magic of DSL in Greece“
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First, thanks for the reply!
Dont worry… like my friend Bob says: “every little thing is gonna be alright…”