Day 93

Monday April 21st

Before I start the recap of this story I need to tell some news that I became aware of yesterday. A student from Notre Dame, who was taking a semester off in Thailand died in a bus accident. One of our girls here spent a lot of time him in Thailand and it was very difficult for her. It made us all give us and re-evaluate our feelings of youthful invulnerability. I ride buses all the time, i live in a dangerous third world country where death lurks around many corners. Its disconcerting.

It also makes you give pause to re-evaluate your own life. If I were to die tomorrow, what are the things that I would have regretted not doing, not saying, or saying. Who knows what will be the last you say to somebody.
If I were to die tomorrow, I would want to tell my parents how much they mean to me. I would tell them how much they given me. I know I mean a lot to them, and that they worry about me a lot, especially when I seem to go farther and farther away. But I hope they realize just how much they mean to me, and how highly I talk about them to my friends. They are the most important to me and I attribute all of my success and good traits as a person to them. I attribute my lesser qualities to other people in my life, not to name names or anything. I would also want to tell all my friends how each of them how they influenced me and shaped me, and how much I care about them. There are people who I want to get know people, esp. at Notre Dame. I got my RA assignment today. I am 3North, I am returning to the Nasty.


Okay, today we got up and hiked over to the National Archaeological Museum. After the trip to the Museum, which wasn't open yet we went down to Pireaus, or the port part of the Athens Metropolitan area. We went to buy tickets for tomorrows trip to Aegina. The place was cutesy, gorgeous, and reminded me of the Vanderbeeks and it made me really want to go home. Down there we also saw one of the Olympic Stadiums and then returned on the nicest subway I have ever ridden on to the Museum. This place was strangely boring to me. I usually like history, but even the stuff I knew about didn't seem all that amazing. Maybe art is just not my thing, but its a statue, I don't see why that is all that amazing. Sure its pretty, but its not what I really care about in life. Besides I like God's art better. In my written journal of the day, it says I am really tired and went to sleep at this moment of writing. However I remember getting food and coming back to the hotel to watch Forest Gump on TV. This movie is awesome.