Sunday in the Plaka

Today was pretty much your usual Sunday for us. A few of us planned to take the 1:00 bus to Athens, but would you believe that the bus drove off when we were standing right there? I was later informed that some bus drivers basically require you to stand in the street and flag them down. We didn't get that memo, nor was there a sign on the outside of the bus that read, "This bus is being driven by a mean, impatient man. Wave your arms violently!" Oh well. We just waited at the bus stop until the 2:30 bus came. We got into Athens late and made our 2nd stop to Subway. After Subway, I went off with a few girls and we shopped quickly before church. It is really getting warm here and I don't have many short-sleeved shirts. I found some tank tops that have different designs on them so I was pleased. :-) We rode the metro to church instead of walking and got there just before it started.

Tonight, there was a Pepperdine group at church. They are studying in London, but are taking a break in Greece for a while, seeing all the sights. I met a lot of the girls and they seemed really nice. I even ran into my friend Kyle Wood's girlfriend, Heather. It's a small world I guess. The professor who was with their group spoke to us and did a really good job. He covered the beatitudes, which I love to hear. For some reason, I would rather sit back and hear them read aloud than read them myself. There are certain verses that are like that for me.

We had yucky leftovers tonight, but I stuffed myself with fruit so that I could bear it. Haha. Sorry this entry was kind of boring, but I do have one interesting story to tell.

Alana and I were leisurely walking down one of the streets when this crazy bird decides to dive right above our heads. I lean off to the side to avoid its sharp beak, but Alana (I soon found out) is TERRIFIED of birds. She freaks out and before we know it, we are fumbling around and we bump heads (my lip gloss got on her hair). She is screaming and flailing her arms which flusters me and I knock her drink out of her hands. The Greek people looked at us with a "Does America not have birds?" look and Pete got quite a kick out of seeing the whole thing from behind. Oh me! Good times.

Last night, we played beauty salon in the room. Lauren cut Lacey's hair and gave her bangs-- while some of the rest of us painted nails, plucked eyebrows, etc. I painted my nails, but when I got out in the sunlight today, I realized that I must have been more tired and out of it than I thought. One of the guys sitting next to me was like, "Ashton, your toe is bleeding!" I look down to find that I had inadequately taken the red paint off before applying another color. Hopefully I'll have some time before Israel (when I'm wide awake) to re-do them.

I hope everyone is doing well-- I enjoy your comments!