Finally, some moments of peace. Mom, her friends M. and V. and her little god-daughter went to Chalkidiki. Mom and I only stayed for two days because we had to come back to Thessaloniki and leave for Plovdiv (that's in about 4 hours, at 2am). But it was worth it, even for just two days. As you can see, the beach is beautiful. I was really happy to leave Philadelphia's humidity, but I must say that the Greek sun is a little harsh on my (black) coat. But I do enjoy taking a swim every time I take a walk (especially after I have an accident!)
On the other hand, the culture shock is tough on both of us. Greek dogs are weird. They are everywhere, tons of strays, but they are strictly human-centered and they don't care about socializing with other dogs. I guess they had to become like that to ensure their survival. In the beginning I ran to them, eager to sniff their butts, but they scorned me. Now I'm trying to get used to it. And cats, forget it! They are such bullies! I try to stay away from them.
Mom has her own troubles about being treated like the "little American girl". Not even her appearance fits in any more. She doesn't like to wear make up or high heels, so she has the stamp of the tourist. She also has to put up with a lot of unpleasant comments. If she raises any objection, she is given a lecture about havingi fallen victim of propaganda, "over there". Mom finds it very interesting how the people who've never lived in any other place in their lives, and have limited contact with foreign people, are always eager to blame others of being brainwashed. And then, they proceed to give lectures about how people abroad are different, needless to say inferior, and a lot more miserable than Greeks are. She's fascinated by this phenomenon, but it also tires her.
On the bright side, things got a little better for me, and therefore for her. Even though I still have my colitis problems, (those freaking drugs are not doing anything for me. Fortunately my wonderful vet in Philly is in touch with Mom via email and is giving her some advice - THANK YOU, F. and K.!), mom's friends are making a sincere effort to accept me. The little girl is becoming fond of me, even! Earlier today, they gave me a sand-bath (see picture). It felt so good, soft and cool!
Now we're back in Thessaloniki. Mom is packing and I am resting for the next trip. If all goes well, tomorrow we'll be in our new apartment in Plovdiv. More soon!
4 comments:
See, you guys are finally settling down. I wish I can be there to enjoy the sand bath too.
Hey! Who is giving you a rough time? Not your friends, I am sure...or is it M's husband? Need I remind you that you had a similar attitude when you first moved to the states....or maybe I won't.. :-)
Thanks, Hong-Mei! Yes, the sand bath was the best part. See if you can fit it in your Switzerland-Italy-Sweden trip! :)
Kristin: yes, unfortunately it is my friends who are giving me a hard time. And yes, I did have a similar attitude, I won't deny it...but then again, I am a different dog now, aren't I?
Yes, both you and your mom have a different attitude now, as do I! I think travel is good for everyone, even you dear Sif. Thinking of you both every day.
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