6/03/03: The Answer is: Santorini
Subject: the answer is: Santorini
Date: Tue, 03 Jun 2003 09:58:10 -0400
Hello all,
I'm on Santorini now, staying at at youth hostel anna on perissa beach. it's PARADISE down here. It's about a five minute walk from a black sand beach with crystal clear water that's not too cold. There are restaurants along the beach that let you sit in the chairs if you just buy a soda or snack once or twice. The one we sit at plays bossa nova music, really loudly. It's faboo.
Top 5 reasons I think I'll stay here for a while:
5. The "kitchen" facilities (peals of hysterical laughter) are very useful.
4. I got myself a top bunk in the dorm room.
3. At night, the water in the shower gets nice and hot.
2. Toilet paper, though not included, only costs 50 euro cents a roll.
And the number one reason to stay at Hostel Anna: ... I'm paying THREE EUROS A NIGHT for a dorm bed. Tee hee! 3 euros? Can't beat that with a stick.
Seriously, the kitchen defies description, but let me try. It's diagonally across the street from the hostel, and it boasts a progressive, modernistic open air design (read: it's outside) with a thoughtful sunshade (read: bamboo roof). The sink is eye-catching and whimsical (read: it's balanced on two cinderblocks), and there are thoughtfully arranged appliances (read: a hotplate and a fridge). It's fabulous. Truly.
I'm learning more in my quest to pass for a Canadian. Apparently, their capital is Ottowa. I've been told I won't be able to pass as being from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. Damnit. I've been told the best I can do is Toronto. Oh well. But I have learned the names of some of their TV shows, and tonight my goal is to figure out why anyone would care about hockey. Oh, and I think I should theoretically know the name of their prime minister or something.
I think I shall stay here for the foreseeable future. If I can ::cough:: afford to.
talk to you soon,
Loretta
Commentary after the fact:
The name of this musing/email is based on my joke answering machine message, which is: "Hi, you've reached Loretta's answering machine. The answer is: ____. Please leave an interesting question after the beep." The answer for the month or so before I left was "Santorini." Hope that clears that up.
With regards to why I wanted to pass for Canadian, well, it's sort of like, when in Rome.... You have to understand I was surrounded by Canadians, and a fair amount of Anti-American sentiment. It helped if I said I was from New York City. Then I'd get awkward questions. But that's the subject for another musing, I reckon.