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Afraid this is going to have to kinda be a short one.  Besides being

somewhat greasy, the Greeks also know how to gouge us tourists. 

This email cafe is $20 an hour.  Yowza!  



It's kind of funny.  All the young Greek people are like sex personified.

 Curvy, smouldering, eyes bluer than God's pajamas.  But the middle-aged

ones look goofy.  In grow the wacky walrus moustaches like the Village

People's, and on go the silly seafarer's caps, like Captain (of Tennille

fame).  It's like a nation populated by retired pop stars.  (Speaking

of which, I have it in confidence that Roxette is on the island this week.  I am serious!)



So after my last message, I stayed in Florence for three days.  It

was nearly 100 degrees (Fahrenheit this time) but it was worth it.

 I had only planned on one night.  Florence does that to you.



Then it was quickly through the Roman train station, then on to Brindisi

for the ferry to Patras, Greece.  (20 hours.)  After that, I went

to Athens and took a look at the sights.  Or, should I say, "sight."



Climbing to the top of the Acropolis was a very moving experience.

 There it was, right in front of me, like the ends of the earth bowing

down at my feet.  I must admit, the tears welled up.  But losing

even a single tear could render a person susceptible to heat-stroke

in these parts, so I tucked up.



Anyway.  The fun continues!  I have spend the week darting among

the blue, blue waters of the Greek islands in the Aegean. Village

to village, gyro to souvlaki. Don't be fooled: while the waters are

impossibly clear (the boats feel like airplanes) and the sun is friskier

than a pickpocket, the land itself is dry, mountainous, and arid.

 It's basically scrub.  But wonderful!  I spent some precious time

in a harborside inn on the little-touristed island of Seriphos, then

moved to Paros (where I partied with some new friends from the hotel/hostel),

then here to Mykonos, one of the pearls of the Cycladic Islands.

I'm very brown now.  Even my toes.  I think that when you have suntanned

toes, you can't help but feel that God loves you.  Anyway, Mykonos

is very pretty.  Windy.  Expensive.



I guess I'm a bit feta up with it.  So guess where I'm going tomorrow?

 Cairo!  I'll see the Pyramids and be the first on the block to check

out the Sphinx's new facelift.   (I hear it looks like Cher now.)

 My hotel will be the same one that Michael Palin stayed in in "Around

the World in 80 Days"--wooden, olden charm.  The bar downstairs used

to be the British Officer's Club, back when that meant something.



After a week of that, it's a jaunt to Israel.  (I wont be online

until then, so don't get fidgety.)  I'll pick up the thread in Tel

Aviv, and fill you in on what I did in North Africa.  THIS time.



Pray for my safety and, moreover, that I don't get the runs.



IMPORTANT NOTE:  For my wallet's sake, please don't send email to my Webmail account
 
because there have been occasions when I could not check it there or when it's been too expensive to get on the Web.  Please send all mail to 
my personal account because then I have freer access to it wherever I go.  Which means you shouldn't hit "reply" before checking where the message came from.  Thanks!  I love ya!



And about those bulls... You may laugh, I honestly think they seemed to be enjoying it.



Mmm-hmmm, and I got a Greek temple I can sell you.



Love. Jason



FORWARD THIS MESSAGE!



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Right now I'm in:  Mykonos, Greece