One fish, two fish, green fish GOLD FISH!

I can't believe Totti faked that penalty and got away with it. I can't believe we lost on a shitty call like the one the ref pulled from his bum. I can't believe it. I'm in shock. And the rest of the Murphy's pub where I watched the game in Santorini was in shock too. What the hell? Those damn Italians, so sneaky! Well, it was an experience sipping cold beers in this stinking hot 'Irish'-ish pub on the Greek island of Santorini packed with fellow Aussies and a small group of older Italian women. And I mean packed. Luckily I arrived early (I didn't really have much else to do, I had dabbled in some shopping, I already ate a late lunch at 5 pm, and I was alone for Amma isn't arriving until 4 this morning. She missed her boat this morning.) and I scored a stool at the bar. Awesome. Nevermind that the big greek girl who was our ever pleasant (NOT!) bartender that evening had some serious attitude shoved up her bum, and that the beers were the most expensive I've ever bought (and they were local too!) but I was excited to see the Australia vs. Italia match. Game on.

We all know the result, so I won't bore you with the details. It was nice though to watch a game being commentated in English - the past have all been in Greek. But it was a great place to be - we were all going nuts! I love this game! Meanwhile I was texting dad and he let me know he's watching the game all the way in China - booyah! All across the world, every boy and every girl.....

Random thing occured today on the way over to Santorini (I miss Naxos already! So many tourists, such expensive living!). Me, being Sarah, is not the one who starts chatting to strangers I meet and make delightful small talk. Small talk ain't my thing. It's mum's specialty. Everyholiday we have she's bound to meet someone and keep in contact with them for a very long time. But me? haha NO. It's not that I don't like meeting people, it's just that I SUCK at small talk. Really suck.

But I was chuckling when I couldn't help overhear the people in front of me and they noticed me smiling. We began to chat and it turned out that the guy just graduated from Penn, and they were taking a trip after a Birthright trip to Israel. I thought they were Yidden when i first saw them, but, like my USUAL self I wouldn't say anything. Anyway, the girl and I spoke for the rest of the trip - such lovely people, and we were talking about all kinds of things. Her family sounds a little like mine, in that they like to take great family holidays to crazy places - and she doesn't want to stop going on them!And neither do I...

So yes, maybe some things have changed while I travel alone. I no longer care if maitre dees smirk when they ask, table for one? I no longer fear the difficulties of small talk. And I must admit, seeing a movie all by oneself is quite a liberating experience. Thrice.

And I can't stand having any more fish. I'm all fished out. Too bad I'm living on ISLANDS where all there is to eat (and I mean good food, not crap) is FISH. Tonight, for the first time since I arrived in Greece, I succumbed to what I actually wanted to eat, not what I had to (when in greece, do as the greeks?) and ate Italian. It turned out to be yuk anyway. Now i'm back on track with the fish and tzatziki. Not that you really care about my eating habits. But I feel like sharing them with you anyway. Enjoy you week, my friends.