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We arrived early to Athens…in fact we slept a little later than we wanted so got off the ship late. The taxi drivers were all on strike due to the license cost going from several thousand dollars to only a few thousand, which meant it would be easier for more people to drive taxi’s…which they felt would impact the amount of money they could make, being more drivers would be on the streets.
We started walking towards what we thought was the city and quickly saw and caught the “hop on, hop off” tourist bus. About 25 minutes later we arrived in the city center and got off at the acropolis.
The acropolis consisted of many building remains from the Greeks…the parthenon(temple), an amphitheater built into the cliff overlooking the city and a few other buildings with huge pillars and detailed sculptures. The ground looked like it was made of solid marble. There were tons of tourists but we worked our way through the crowd…taking pictures and taking in the same views that the ancient Greek society must have experienced long ago.
We walked back down, off the cliff and its remains and over to another hilltop which allowed us to look up at the acropolis from another perspective. The city of Athens below looked huge and these are the type of views one would imagine the Greek gods must have had.
We climbed down from that hilltop and continued on the walk past the cliff and turned off when we saw a huge building with pillars…the walk took us through various other ruins…a gym, housing, statues etc. We weaved our way around the buildings until we got to the massive building we had seen from afar. It was the largest standing building from Greek times…huge pillars and quite impressive.
We continued on the path and ran into a flea market…there were several little vendor shops selling sandals, clothes and other nik- naks. We saw a food stand for gyros and got in line. We ordered a chicken one which came with lettuce, tomato, onion, French fries and a yogurt dressing all wrapped in a pita…it was very good and very cheap.
We made our way through the shopping district…buying olive oil conditioner and soap but really just experiencing the hustle and bustle of the busy area. We found a restaurant and sat for a quick lunch…we couldn’t leave Greece without eating a Greek salad. The salads have bright-colored tomatoes, lettuce, olives, cucumbers and onions served with a huge thick slice of feta cheese…we’re talking at least and inch thick and about 5 inches long, then it is all drizzled in a light olive oil dressing from their local olives…you can feel the healthy nutrients being absorbed as you crunch through each bite. We also ordered stuffed grape leaves, a Greek specialty.
After lunch we wrapped things up…we needed to get back to the ship so saw a couple other things and then caught the bus back.
Once back on the ship, we went straight to the spa…and relaxed our tired feet, drank a hot cup of tea and melted into the heated lounge chairs as the ship drifted away from Greece.
For dinner we ate at the Mexican restaurant which had one of the cheapest cover charges but…don’t be fooled, the food was great. Instead of bread, they serve chips and three types of salsa…peach, regular and crab. For starters we had a spice crusted tuna and a smoked chicken quesadilla, followed by their house specialty, Pope II. It comes out on an iron pan with mixed meat, veggies and pineapple hanging from a hook…sizzling. It is accompanied by sour cream, rice, beans, salsa and shredded cheese…kind of a glorified fajita. We got our dessert to go and went back to our room for the evening…watching a bit of TV and falling asleep after our day in the Greek capital.
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Published by Brandey Kabat
What I like: Dark chocolate, yoga, fresh squeezed juice, laughing, hiking, wine, travel, food, lush products, being warm, having long hair, the ritual of drinking something hot first thing in the morning…
What I don’t like: When people smell their fingers, pushing elevator buttons, confrontational situations, not being able to fall asleep quickly at bedtime…
Most random job ever: Plastic surgery consultant
As for my love life: I met my husband mid way through my junior year in college, as soon as I laid my eyes on him I was attracted to him. In fact, I made the first move which was a bit out of character but there was something about him…probably the fact that he was smokin’ hot!!
Where from and where to: I grew up in NY, went to college at The Ohio State University and then headed to CA after graduation. My boyfriend (Giff) and I had a map, a borrowed van and used stuff from his mom’s basement aka a vacuum, silverware, old Christmas ornaments etc., and about $1000 each. We thought it would be a good idea to head straight to CA since neither of us had been. Being we didn’t know anyone there nor did we have a job or job interviews set up or a place to live…I would say we did it the hard way! However with a bit of help from Giff’s mom who flew out to put us up in a hotel, bought me a suit for interviewing and co-signed a lease to get us a place to live we eventually found jobs and an apartment and have been in CA for 10 years.
Our story: After moving out to CA and living together for about 3 years we got engaged. He popped the question while down on one knee on the beach at sunset after we finished our picnic he had packed of bread, cheese, shrimp cocktail and wine. He even had the ring in a box that had a light shining down on it when opened so as it was getting dark, this amazing man was asking me to be his wife as he handed me a huge rock…Yes! Yes! Yes!
In 2005 we were married (I am biased but our wedding was absolutely amazing). By the end of 2005 we were new home owners. 2006-2009- we were both happily married, attached to our 3 cats and were focused on building our careers.
Giff and I got pregnant mid year 2009 with our first baby but what should have been one of the highlights of our life was soon distracted by the news I received at the doctor’s office.
The lump in my breast that had been dismissed the year before as nothing was now being diagnosed by a different doctor as breast cancer. Thankfully Giff is a persistent person and when we went in for our ultrasound (to hear our baby’s heartbeat) he brought up the request for testing to be done on the lump rather than dismissing it based on feeling it.
The going gets rough: Things began to move so quickly at that point, it was hard to breathe. I was 30, pregnant with my first child and going into surgery to remove breast cancer. I was about to go through what would be the worst year of my life. The plan had been discussed, we were going with the most aggressive regimen possible- double mastectomy, port surgically placed in my chest, chemotherapy, drug therapy and radiation. We also had to terminate the pregnancy. This cancer was estrogen positive and the hormones were actually feeding the cancer. That little angel whom was the cause of our going into the doctor saved my life.
Giff was my rock through every step…interviewing a team of the best doctors, memorizing which medicines I needed to take and when, driving me to chemotherapy and sitting next to me while I was so scared, telling me I was beautiful when I was bald, and so many other things…words cannot express. When you say your vows, in sickness and in health…you would never guess sickness of this magnitude at this age would be in the near future. In addition to this hardship, Giff’s dad died of a complicated prostate cancer the day we came home from my surgery. I could not hold my husband as he mourned for his dad because of the pain I was in from the mastectomy. How did Giff handle all of this pain at one time? How was he so strong for me? He is amazing. Giff’s dad was one of those people whom you naturally wanted to be around…his smile was contagious, his love for life was invigorating and he listened so intently when you talked in a conversation with him. He made you feel special. We think about him often and will miss him so much.
My family and friends were also by my side…my mom flying out from NY several times to help us with cooking and cleaning and holding my hand. It must be one of the most awful things in the world to watch your baby girl be diagnosed with breast cancer. My girlfriends also flew out to take care of me and help with anything they could. Other friends living closer would come by just to sit and talk or watch movies. There were so many cards, letters, flowers, cookies, and other gifts that came from all over the country. It’s amazing to have such great people in my life. In addition to my amazing circle of friends and family, there were the strangers with whom crossed our path. Whether it was a letter in the mail from a breast cancer survivor, the anesthesiologist who called Giff during my surgery crying happy tears that the cancer had not spread to my lymph nodes, or our fertility doctor who promised to watch over our frozen embryos as if they were her own. There were so many small gestures that made such a big impact on our lives.
Looking at the bright side: Thankfully this was caught in stage 1, had it been caught a year prior by the first doctor I had gone into about the lump, it may have been caught at stage 0. Please learn from my lesson…insist the lump be tested – a lump cannot be diagnosed by touch. They were able to cut all the cancer out and after I finish the entire regimen including a pill I take over the next 5 years, they said there is a 95% chance the cancer will never come back.
Our exciting future: We’ve decided to re-prioritize, we are taking 400 days starting February 7th of 2011 to travel the world! We will travel to new places, eat new foods, taste new wines and meet new people. We will focus on healing ourselves both physically and mentally. This will be one of the best years of our lives.
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Sounds like you are having a terrific time! We are all well. I took Ashley to college on Fr. she starts her classed today. Mikayla starts pre school and Kylie and Hailee start high school.
We did some traveling ouselves. Just got back from West Palm Beach, Fl. and had a wonderful time!1 Beautiful resort on singer Island.
Love to read your blogs! Take care!! Love you both!1