The Greek convention was a smashing success. 32 countries were represented and we all stayed sober. There were about 550 people and the total years sober was 2, 505 years and 2 months. That’s pretty cool. More evidence that the program actually works. I left today shortly after 12 o’clock with an AA friend Leif, who was driving across the Peloponnese to his home on the west coast. He dropped me off in Olympia, home of the the very first Olympic games around 770 BC. It was a pagan religious site for several centuries before that, so this place is extremely powerful.
We drove through some of the most beautiful spots on the planet: Arcadia. It was full of very high, fir covered mountains draped in clouds and deep verdant valleys full of fruit orchards. It was raining slightly and that made the green stand out even more. Sorry, no pictures, but I hope to try to capture some shots of the ruins and surrounding hills tomorrow.
On Tuesday I head back to Patras and connect with the boat to take me back to Croatia. I still have around three weeks to go before i fly back to America, and believe me, I have my work cut out for me. I still have to read a book so i can write a paper, and so forth. Now that the conventions are over, I think I’ll be able to do that.
Thoughts of H. make me alternately sad, joyful, horny, and…horny some more. Oh Viking Princess, what have you done to this wandering soul?
Johnnyboy
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