Sundae

So, Sunday, Sunday. I went to the first Greek Orthodox mass of my life this morning...very cool. Very strange/massively disorienting, but beautiful and awesome. Lots of chanting, candle-lighting, incense, people cycling in and out of the church at odd times...and I never did get communion since I couldn't figure out when or how to go up...but regardless both the building and the service were lovely.

We went on a tour of the island this afternoon; it was soooo green it reminded me of photos of Ireland. (But then, what doesn't bring my brain back to Ireland, let's be honest). Terraced hillsides, olive groves, fields of purple and yellow wildflowers, pastures with wooly lambs, goats, and cows (yes, even the cows looked wooly!), cliffside beaches, and everywhere the characteristic white and blue houses...darn it, why didn't I manage to squeeze my colored pencils or watercolor paints into my massive pile-o-luggage??? What I wouldn't do for a good pack of Crayolas right about now. :-P Or a chocolate sundae for that matter.