Gyro Crack Strikes Again
Trip Start
Sep 07, 2008
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Trip End
Dec 09, 2008
Athens,
Attica,
Greece
Monday, December 1, 2008
I didn't have the sexiest lesson plans to show off to her because it's the end of the semester and mostly we talked in class about the upcoming big Symposium where the students will hand in their final papers and make oral presentations of their work to their peers. But she did get a kick out the way I taught Bloom's Taxonomy of Intellectual Development through the example of penguin shaving. Half my job is dancing on tables to keep the students awake.
After class, we joined the daily parade of students down to the Red Door gyro shop
Ivy covered professors in ivy covered halls
. Godiva tried both a chicken and a pork gyro, declared them delicious, and bought two more to take to the airport later.We were scheduled to have dinner with Scout and Papia, but Scout got delayed on her train back into Greece from her weekend trip to Istanbul and the dinner had to be postponed until Tuesday. Instead, Godiva and I walked back to Plaka (that's three times in four days, if you're counting) to eat crepes and do more shopping.
Godiva bought two shirts and two dresses, and when we got back to the apartment she modeled all her finds before she had to pack them away in her suitcase, ready to depart obscenely early Tuesday morning.
The taxi was scheduled to pick her up at 3:30am, but we stood on the porch of my apartment waiting until 3:45, growing more and more anxious as the taxi failed to arrive. I ran back to the computer and grabbed the phone number of the taxi service, woke up Famous George on the other end of the cell phone, and within five minutes he had corrected the mistake and dispatched a driver. The driver picked up Godiva around 4am, and I have no reason to believe she didn't catch her 6am flight back to Colorado. I'm so glad she was able to come to Greece. Thank the Divine for dear friends.
