Well, weekends have been consumed of late by the construction of our next (final) home, so there isn’t a ton of photo activity to talk about. We’ve been driving back and forth to Williamsburg pretty much every weekend of late. Progress on the house is amazing. Josh, the contractor, hinted last week that they think it could be ready in June. Wow, that’s a far cry from August we were prepared for. Let’s look at a few pictures to see the progress. This is going to be a standard set of shots around the house, in chronological order. January 27th: We met with the CG and the framer to go…
waiting
So after the tumultuous series of events in Athens, there was nothing left to do but press onward. Digging in, what I found was conflicting and not completely clear on the path forward. The one thing that I found was that a “Letter of Recovery” from a doctor was required to board a flight back to the states. My flights had been changed to Wednesday the 30th, so there was nothing more to it than obsess over the situation. That’s one of the things I excel at, obsessing over things not in my control. Always been that way, not any better nowadays although I am better at not getting into…
March 25th
Friday, March 25th was to be a day of preparation to return to Virginia. My flights were booked for the next day, and the number one task was the COVID test necessary to reenter the United States. On Thursday I had asked the clerk at the hotel the best means of doing that and they said there was a service available to come to the hotel. It was a bit spend at 100 euro, but was, allegedly, very easy. The earliest appointment available on Friday was 1100, so I figured I would just have a leisurely sleep in, get my test and then go out and do the rest of…
Transitions
I know I promised you the first glimpse of Greece, but life has interceded and for no other reason than to get this off my chest, we’re going to diverge from the core theme a bit. My relationship with my mother and father has been tenuous at best for all my life. My parents came together as the result of a child conceived out of wedlock. At the time, 1957, the thing to do when this happened was to get married. In those days that was the result. Not so much nowadays. That child was me, and my creation was the beginning of 36 years of unhappy marriage for my…
Happy Father’s Day!
We’re going to take a brief respite from the photos from Chris’ Excellent European Vacation to have a shout out to all the Fathers out there. Happy Father’s Day to all out there! I know this is a sort of made up holiday, not unlike Valentine’s Day, created to market something or another, but Father’s Day has a special place in my heart. Being a Father has been one of the most rewarding, and exasperating things in my life sometimes at the same time. As my children are now grown and have significant others, the exasperation part of fatherhood is long since in the past, thank goodness. I have the…