It's Monday evening and I've settled in with a nice cup of loose tea. I've been going to a few shops for certain items consistently and have become on a first name basis with 3 so far. Michael runs the video store, Natasa runs the mini mart that has basic needs like juice, peanuts, chewing gum and Helen runs the patisserie that has fresh baklava. I see Michael about every 3 days, and same with Natasa as her store is across the street of Michael's. I used to see Helen every other day but I've given up that desire. Nearby is a large park, I think I've talked about it before. All around the perimeter of the park are wonderful restaurants and the shops. I've yet to go out to dinner because I just don't feel comfortable dining alone.
I've yet to return to work. I've done a few small things, basically getting a game plan in line while I continue to recover. It just amazes me how much strength the flu zaps out of one. I woke up this morning with a cough again and out loud said "oh no you don't! Sickness you're not welcome!" I talk out loud to myself and the Lord a lot. The many months before I was finally launched for the Greece mission position, I learned how to enjoy the Lord's company just us two. I do pretty well as long as I communicate with someone during the day. Good days are when I accomplish quite a bit, which leaves me feeling happy. I feel like I've finally found my purpose, at least for this stage of my life. Both boys are pursuing their own journeys and I pray I'll be a part of them, especially when and if grandchildren come.
I've been wanting to go visit Corinth where the Corinthian church started by Paul has much history now. I looked on AirBnB, found a place with a private room and bathroom and I'm going Friday, returning Monday. I'm looking forward to doing some sight seeing and catching up on I and II Corinthians. Athens has so much history covering Greek and Roman periods. One period of history I haven't studied is Alexander the Great and he deserves some study.
Last night I went and rented my usual 8 movies (they're 1.5 euros each or $1.65). One of my friends said they thought Easter is celebrated at a different day than the Catholic and Protestant churches. I don't quite know the difference between the Catholic church, the Greek Orthodox and the Russian Orthodox churches. So when I went over to get some juice from Natasa and I asked her if next weekend was Easter. She speaks english pretty well but didn't know what I was talking about. I used hand motions to show the cross, nails in the hands, dying, then rising. Then she understood! I asked Michael the same thing and he had the same response. Then he explained to me that they have a different name for it, pah-shuh. It seems to be no big deal to most people I've met and talked with about this.
I was in a taxi recently and the driver spoke english really well. It was nice to talk to someone who speaks so well. We covered various topics and when it came down to religion, I mentioned that my solution was prayer the driver immediately became defensive. He shared his opinion that it doesn't matter who you call the creator whether it's Buddha, Allah, God, etc... they're all the same. I knew I wasn't going to get anywhere with this guy so I just shared that I too had wondered and when I prayed and asked for the truth, the creator answered. I suggested he try it himself and left it at that. I'm normally not the outgoing person sharing the gospel but after watching my close friend do it as if she were breathing air, I realised that I too could do that. This was the first time I've come across someone caustic, but I know that I just planted a seed and the rest is up to the Lord.
Statistically Greece is 3% born again Christian and 97% Orthodox who have no clue about the bible. That's the main ministry of Hellenic Ministries, to scour section by section all of Greece handing out FREE bibles in the current Greek language. The orthodox church uses the old Greek and most people can't understand it. So the goal is to share the gospel just like Paul did approximately 2,000 years ago. That is why I chose to answer their need for an accountant; I believe in their mission and don't doubt it comes from the Lord. I love being at the office. It's truly the body Paul used as an example to show us how we all have different gifts that when brought together power from the Lord comes and makes a difference. I'm grateful to have a good support system.
I remember back in October when I was at a women's conference called Ruach (literally "God's Breath") and the Lord showed me a couple very important things about this new journey I found myself on. The first was an exercise they had us do where we used a piece of paper and wrote a question or issue we're facing in the middle of the page, then ask the Lord to speak and write in the perimeter what He says. I wrote my marriage. I was surprised that I did hear from the Lord. Mainly to let the Him deal with my husband and follow my journey.
The other thing the Lord reminded me was what my passion was back 25 years ago before marriage. I was graduating with a Finance degree and my plan was to get my Masters in International Finance and move abroad to work and build a life. It was so good to be reminded of that because I found that same passion rising up again! Only I'm 50 now and not really able to meet the physical demands of a full time career. I was also reminded that I had told my sons that if I lost their father (thinking it would be to death but I suppose divorce will have to do) I would want to go to an orphanage and help take care of the children I still have that desire.
I came to Greece to use my talents in accounting which the Lord gave me. I do enjoy helping, but I'm finding that being involved with people gives me more satisfaction then financial statements and such. This is the first time I've thought this, let alone written it. I'm thinking an orphanage is coming soon. But where? Hmmmm. I'll put the word out to my missionary friends and see if anything pops up. As much as I love Greece and the lovely family-oriented people, I don't see myself learning this language. It sounds like Russian to me. Language never has been my strong suit. I'm thinking a place where english, spanish, italian, french, or portugese is spoken. It will be interesting to see what the Lord has for me! Walking with Him is most certainly full of excitement and challenges, but it's so incredible to see Him move!
On a different note, I paid my hospital bill of 4 days and it totalled 5,500E which includes 550E cash that went straight to the doctors. Part of their crisis here is there aren't enough doctors to take care of the people. So, if you want good care, you have to pad their pockets. Vasso, my landlord's aunt who just stopped by to loan me her vacuum was telling me that doctor's salaries have been chopped to 1,200E per month! That's socialism for you, not to mention national health care. Every one has health care, but they have to have a job.
Once I get back to the states, my health insurance company told me they will reimburse me 100%. I just have to make sure they get all the data they need. And I pray there won't be any trouble trying to get reimbursed for the 550E cash I had to pay. I did get a receipt for it, but need to check with health insurance company what all they need to pay the claim.
Hmmmm...winding down and need to prepare for tomorrow. Think I'll curl up in my jammies and do some reading. My prayer recently for myself has been "Lord, show me every idol in my life that is keeping me from hearing You; it is critical that I know and hear your voice". See John 10:27. It's enough to stir me into action, so should Matthew 7:23. Check them out and see if it changes your hunger and thirst for the Lord. I pray it will. I pray you will take that challenge and find out a little more about yourself and your relationship with the Lord.
Bless you all,
M
Monday, March 21, 2016
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Oh my, it's been a long time since I last wrote and much has happened. I'm usually in a place where it's easier to post on FaceBook, so that's where I've been doing most of my writing.
Okay, so the last time I was struggling with conquering the public transportation, telling you about the fast food here and about my second dose of augmentin, I know many are praying for me because I have such a sense of joy and laughter that I laugh at myself a lot!
Let's see. Round 2 of the Augmentin did nothing but cause my stomach to hurt. I spent the weekend before last resting trying to get better Monday morning I decided to challenge the metro! I was NOT going to let an underground 3 line system in Greek get the best of me! I headed off and it took me 20 minutes walking to get to the metro. I purchased my ticket and had already studied the maps well enough to know which line I needed (the blue one) and what stop I was headed for. I'm very proud to say I made it with great success!
However, I was headed down to Evripedou which is an 8 story building where Hellenic Ministries uses the 8th floor for refugee men to get showers, and the kitchen is there, then on the 7th floor is a gymnasium floor where they hang out all day and drink coffee. In case you don't know, if you were to sit down and talk to one of these muslim men (they're all muslims) and hear their story of choosing life or death for themselves and their family's, you would feel guilty for all the cushy stuff we as Americans have back home. It's horrific what these people are going through. I read someone's post on FaceBook saying why don't they just go back and fight for their land. This guy was so clueless and it broke my heart. I still feel awful about what our government did to the American Indian nations, trying to destroy their culture because they wanted it for the land, It's kind of the same thing going on in Syria. They have to run or die. There is no option of fighting.
The best part about the Evripedou ministry is that during the day they do a bible study with these guys and about 40-50% are coming to Jesus!! They've been brainwashed into Islam where Muhammed is to be praised and referred, yet he was a pedophile and so pedophilia is tightly protected as a right in their culture. Our media is so darn PC that we don't know about stuff like that. Yes, there are good and kind muslims, but it is important to look at their doctrine that they MUST say they agree with.
So anyway, I took the metro and walked another 15 minutes to find Evipedrou then looked around trying to locate assets (that's my assignment and why they need an accountant, to take full inventory of the entire ministry's assets and tag them). I talked with Brad who oversees the ministry at that centre then headed home. I was starting to feel really tired and my feet hurt. Next time I'll just take a taxi, but I wasn't thinking clearly. I came home and fell asleep, waking up in the morning with a serious deep cough (like I had when I was hospitalised for 5 days in Montana w/pneumonia). I contacted Stephen, the ministry Financial Controller and my "boss" and let him know I was feeling really bad. I told him I would go to pharmacy and get stronger antibiotics (yes, they sell them over the counter without a prescription). Wednesday morning I woke up and he text me asking what he could do to help me. My answer...GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL!
I went to the ER and Stephen was there all day helping interpret for me, For a Georgia boy's accent, he does really well with Greek! Both he, his wife and their 4 kids. They kept running tests all day long, Around 5 pm they admitted me because my oxygen levels were low and dropping and they didn't know why, Glad Stephen was there; I couldn't think clearly at all. It's amazing what happens to the brain when the O2 drops. He stayed long enough to see me to my room, then headed back to the office. He's in the middle of installing an entirely new accounting system (loads of fun, ha ha!). When I selected my health insurance, I knew I'd be going out of the country so needed something that would cover me. Glad I did. We called and yes, I would be reimbursed at 100% (thank you Jesus!). I crawled in bed and they continued running tests.
The next morning I woke up at 1:30 am thinking it was pm. I was so confused (low O2) and kept texting people asking what time it was. My watch said differently than my phone, and I couldn't think straight enough to know to see the a.m. on my phone. I stayed awake until I saw the sun come up and then I realised what happened. No wonder the nurse looked at me oddly enough when I buzzed her at 1:45 am asking for lunch. She spoke very little english and said she'd see what she could find. She fed me and I was very grateful. I apologised to her later, explaining my confusion. The next morning Dr. Katarina came in (I can't say their last names, it's crazy! They're all about half the alphabet. When the 3 docs came in I asked the one handsome male doc what his name was and I went cross eyed. Too many letters! So I told him I would just call him Dr. Z. Then I asked if he wanted to know my last name and I told him P L U M, 4 letters, easy! Apparently the nurses and doc's started calling me plum. I got a good laugh out of that.
Anyway, Dr. Katarina came in and asked if I wanted to know my diagnosis. I said yes please. She told me H1N1 Flu. Pardon my french which I rarely speak, but all I could say was "Oh shit". I was highly contagious. I immediately contacted Stephen and let him know and asked that he please let everyone know whom I had exposed to the virus what symptoms to look for. Fortunately I got there in time and the Tamiflu and have had a quick recovery. Only 4 days in the hospital, thank you Lord! I grieved for the person who held the metro handle after me and anyone else I had infected like Brad. So far no one has come down with it. I've had MANY people praying for me and I can tell.
The night before I was to check out, I woke at 3 a.m. and started surfing Facebook. I'm normally not a FB user, but was grateful for the entertainment while in the hospital and even at home as I recover. Greek TV is a joke and has been good to get me off watching TV. I need to get back to hearing HIS voice and not drowning it out with worldly stuff. I was convicted. Anyway, 3 a.m. and I come across something so darn funny that I literally fell out of bed and couldn't stop coughing because I was laughing so hard. I think it was the one about "I don't know about an inner child, but I do have an inner idiot who shows up way too often". I still laugh at that. I post that kind of stuff on my instagram, user name plumbless. I know it was the Lord lightening my heart and filling me with JOY!
So, now I'm home and recovering. Today I once again lost my stupid kindle. Well, it's not stupid, I am. I searched my apartment top to bottom. Last I remember having it was taking the garbage out. Guess what fun activity I get to do tomorrow? I get to go dumpster diving and look for my kindle. Yay, sort of. I'm glad none of my co-missionaries live near me other wise someone might take a picture and it'd go viral giving me a whole new nickname. I've already overcome the getting lost thing (thank you God for Siri who helped me get un lost almost every day when I first walked the 3 blocks to the office).
Well, I think I've gotten y'all caught up since the last posting. My next work assignment will be to go to the women's ministry building in downtown Athens and get their assets listed and tagged. Sarah from England runs that and she is unbelievably kind and sweet. Sometimes I wonder can people really be that bubbly and joyful 24/7?! I want that!
Blessings to all my family and loved ones! M
Okay, so the last time I was struggling with conquering the public transportation, telling you about the fast food here and about my second dose of augmentin, I know many are praying for me because I have such a sense of joy and laughter that I laugh at myself a lot!
Let's see. Round 2 of the Augmentin did nothing but cause my stomach to hurt. I spent the weekend before last resting trying to get better Monday morning I decided to challenge the metro! I was NOT going to let an underground 3 line system in Greek get the best of me! I headed off and it took me 20 minutes walking to get to the metro. I purchased my ticket and had already studied the maps well enough to know which line I needed (the blue one) and what stop I was headed for. I'm very proud to say I made it with great success!
However, I was headed down to Evripedou which is an 8 story building where Hellenic Ministries uses the 8th floor for refugee men to get showers, and the kitchen is there, then on the 7th floor is a gymnasium floor where they hang out all day and drink coffee. In case you don't know, if you were to sit down and talk to one of these muslim men (they're all muslims) and hear their story of choosing life or death for themselves and their family's, you would feel guilty for all the cushy stuff we as Americans have back home. It's horrific what these people are going through. I read someone's post on FaceBook saying why don't they just go back and fight for their land. This guy was so clueless and it broke my heart. I still feel awful about what our government did to the American Indian nations, trying to destroy their culture because they wanted it for the land, It's kind of the same thing going on in Syria. They have to run or die. There is no option of fighting.
The best part about the Evripedou ministry is that during the day they do a bible study with these guys and about 40-50% are coming to Jesus!! They've been brainwashed into Islam where Muhammed is to be praised and referred, yet he was a pedophile and so pedophilia is tightly protected as a right in their culture. Our media is so darn PC that we don't know about stuff like that. Yes, there are good and kind muslims, but it is important to look at their doctrine that they MUST say they agree with.
So anyway, I took the metro and walked another 15 minutes to find Evipedrou then looked around trying to locate assets (that's my assignment and why they need an accountant, to take full inventory of the entire ministry's assets and tag them). I talked with Brad who oversees the ministry at that centre then headed home. I was starting to feel really tired and my feet hurt. Next time I'll just take a taxi, but I wasn't thinking clearly. I came home and fell asleep, waking up in the morning with a serious deep cough (like I had when I was hospitalised for 5 days in Montana w/pneumonia). I contacted Stephen, the ministry Financial Controller and my "boss" and let him know I was feeling really bad. I told him I would go to pharmacy and get stronger antibiotics (yes, they sell them over the counter without a prescription). Wednesday morning I woke up and he text me asking what he could do to help me. My answer...GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL!
I went to the ER and Stephen was there all day helping interpret for me, For a Georgia boy's accent, he does really well with Greek! Both he, his wife and their 4 kids. They kept running tests all day long, Around 5 pm they admitted me because my oxygen levels were low and dropping and they didn't know why, Glad Stephen was there; I couldn't think clearly at all. It's amazing what happens to the brain when the O2 drops. He stayed long enough to see me to my room, then headed back to the office. He's in the middle of installing an entirely new accounting system (loads of fun, ha ha!). When I selected my health insurance, I knew I'd be going out of the country so needed something that would cover me. Glad I did. We called and yes, I would be reimbursed at 100% (thank you Jesus!). I crawled in bed and they continued running tests.
The next morning I woke up at 1:30 am thinking it was pm. I was so confused (low O2) and kept texting people asking what time it was. My watch said differently than my phone, and I couldn't think straight enough to know to see the a.m. on my phone. I stayed awake until I saw the sun come up and then I realised what happened. No wonder the nurse looked at me oddly enough when I buzzed her at 1:45 am asking for lunch. She spoke very little english and said she'd see what she could find. She fed me and I was very grateful. I apologised to her later, explaining my confusion. The next morning Dr. Katarina came in (I can't say their last names, it's crazy! They're all about half the alphabet. When the 3 docs came in I asked the one handsome male doc what his name was and I went cross eyed. Too many letters! So I told him I would just call him Dr. Z. Then I asked if he wanted to know my last name and I told him P L U M, 4 letters, easy! Apparently the nurses and doc's started calling me plum. I got a good laugh out of that.
Anyway, Dr. Katarina came in and asked if I wanted to know my diagnosis. I said yes please. She told me H1N1 Flu. Pardon my french which I rarely speak, but all I could say was "Oh shit". I was highly contagious. I immediately contacted Stephen and let him know and asked that he please let everyone know whom I had exposed to the virus what symptoms to look for. Fortunately I got there in time and the Tamiflu and have had a quick recovery. Only 4 days in the hospital, thank you Lord! I grieved for the person who held the metro handle after me and anyone else I had infected like Brad. So far no one has come down with it. I've had MANY people praying for me and I can tell.
The night before I was to check out, I woke at 3 a.m. and started surfing Facebook. I'm normally not a FB user, but was grateful for the entertainment while in the hospital and even at home as I recover. Greek TV is a joke and has been good to get me off watching TV. I need to get back to hearing HIS voice and not drowning it out with worldly stuff. I was convicted. Anyway, 3 a.m. and I come across something so darn funny that I literally fell out of bed and couldn't stop coughing because I was laughing so hard. I think it was the one about "I don't know about an inner child, but I do have an inner idiot who shows up way too often". I still laugh at that. I post that kind of stuff on my instagram, user name plumbless. I know it was the Lord lightening my heart and filling me with JOY!
So, now I'm home and recovering. Today I once again lost my stupid kindle. Well, it's not stupid, I am. I searched my apartment top to bottom. Last I remember having it was taking the garbage out. Guess what fun activity I get to do tomorrow? I get to go dumpster diving and look for my kindle. Yay, sort of. I'm glad none of my co-missionaries live near me other wise someone might take a picture and it'd go viral giving me a whole new nickname. I've already overcome the getting lost thing (thank you God for Siri who helped me get un lost almost every day when I first walked the 3 blocks to the office).
Well, I think I've gotten y'all caught up since the last posting. My next work assignment will be to go to the women's ministry building in downtown Athens and get their assets listed and tagged. Sarah from England runs that and she is unbelievably kind and sweet. Sometimes I wonder can people really be that bubbly and joyful 24/7?! I want that!
Blessings to all my family and loved ones! M
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Today marks the one month date that I've been in Athens working with Hellenic Ministries to compile and tag each of their assets. The first week my body was hibernating as it adjusted to the 7 hour time change. 5 days before I left for Athens I came down with a really bad sinus infection that caused all kinds of problems. My doctor gave me a powerful rocephin antibiotic shot and a steroid shot. I also figured it'd be best to have tetanus shot since I can't recall having one in a long time. They put me on Augmentin I went in to see him 3 days before I left. They gave me an extra dosage of Augmentin in case it came back. Everything cleared up and I seemed to be in good condition. Once I got to Athens it didn't take long before the infection came back and so i continued the Augmentin. Then I began having trouble with my stomach and GI track. I thought I had a bug or something. Sunday morning I finally figured out that the stomach trouble was from taking the Augmentin on an empty stomach. After church on Sunday it dawned on me that I'd forgotten to pick up and bring my thyroid medication. I'm surprised I hadn't dropped before now. Thankfully pharmacies here dispense things like thyroid and other items. I was supposed to spend yesterday riding the red double decker tourist buses to get a better feel for the city. Instead, I slept all day and was still tired. So that's how the weekend and start of this week started.
I finally made it to church last Sunday and thoroughly enjoyed it. There are 3 english speaking churches in Athens. Every one I've come across, both english speaking and native Greeks are wonderful. It's nice to not feel pressured and to know they're more concerned about me than what I can do for them. That right there is the difference between ministry work and for-profit work. The CFO, Stephen Calhoun, is an amazing brilliant man with a lovely wife and 4 great kids. Stephen's background is finance, but instead of becoming a certified financial planner which was his 5 year plan, God began calling him to the mission field. From Atlanta, GA originally, he and his family have been here working non stop. Their children are enrolled in public school and both he and his wife have picked up the language. Stephen is amazing because he is doing an excellent job for which he is not trained. He's a great boss and the office is peaceful. Stephen likes to laugh and I have found that most of the missionaries do too. I've come across some brilliant people who have laid down their life (what they wanted to do) and have chosen to follow what God wants for them. Most who are in the office daily work as if they are being paid a large salary, but each one of them has to raise their own funds for support. Even Jonathan Macris the founder and CEO.
I don't like asking for money, but I must. I've had three family members so far donate, one for $25 and another for $250. I was truly blessed. I have my usual expenses such as food and then there is my small but comfy apartment. I'm learning to use public transportation. For some reason it has been a bit intimidating for me. I finally realised yesterday that the worst that could happen is if I take the wrong train and do a little extra sight seeing. I can always take a taxi home if I really get lost.
I've been thinking about why should people donate to help cover my expenses. I'm not the one out on the streets telling people about God's free gift of salvation. I tend to be the one in the back ground making sure things are running smoothly. My favourite part is if someone asks me about the Lord then I pray inside and try to answer questions based on the 25 years of women's bible study and historical biblical fiction books that I love to read. I have two mentors that I can seek out their counsel if I encounter something i don't know.
It's been funny to see merchants reaction when I say hello and they realise I'm not local. I've met quite a few people that way and have found how truly wonderful and family oriented this culture is. My counsellor back home likes to teach about how many boyfriends she has and it's funny. I've adopted her attitude and have started taking selfies with anyone I'm getting to know as a friend. Most Greeks are fascinated to know where I'm from. I usually answer Florida, and most seem to know where that is thanks to Mickey Mouse. It seems like on every street corner here is a gyro place and they're really affordable.
Friday a few of us were trying to decide what to order. I said my usual (chicken gyro with sauce, lettuce and tomatoes) but Andrew who is from Calgary had another suggestion; Chinese food. As soon as he said they have Chinese food here, I jumped and said YES!! The Chinese was excellent but it cost me 8 Euros, where as the usual gyro is 2 Euros. I think the Chinese restaurant needs some competition! It was good, but not sure it's worth the price. I will say that with all the stray cats prowling about, the Chinese chicken dishes are a good bet safety wise. I know, ewww! But hey, it does happen.
I'm finally feeling comfortable with the Metro (underground railroad). Now I need to gain some understanding of all the bus routes. On in the geek guys shared a new app, "Moovit" which is usable in any situation and shows you any of the routing systems. I've yet to use it so far, but will need to use it as I go from site to site to follow some of the lists that have been made and update any overlooked. The only travel I will be doing is going Crete where they have a church plant there.
Blessings,
M
I finally made it to church last Sunday and thoroughly enjoyed it. There are 3 english speaking churches in Athens. Every one I've come across, both english speaking and native Greeks are wonderful. It's nice to not feel pressured and to know they're more concerned about me than what I can do for them. That right there is the difference between ministry work and for-profit work. The CFO, Stephen Calhoun, is an amazing brilliant man with a lovely wife and 4 great kids. Stephen's background is finance, but instead of becoming a certified financial planner which was his 5 year plan, God began calling him to the mission field. From Atlanta, GA originally, he and his family have been here working non stop. Their children are enrolled in public school and both he and his wife have picked up the language. Stephen is amazing because he is doing an excellent job for which he is not trained. He's a great boss and the office is peaceful. Stephen likes to laugh and I have found that most of the missionaries do too. I've come across some brilliant people who have laid down their life (what they wanted to do) and have chosen to follow what God wants for them. Most who are in the office daily work as if they are being paid a large salary, but each one of them has to raise their own funds for support. Even Jonathan Macris the founder and CEO.
I don't like asking for money, but I must. I've had three family members so far donate, one for $25 and another for $250. I was truly blessed. I have my usual expenses such as food and then there is my small but comfy apartment. I'm learning to use public transportation. For some reason it has been a bit intimidating for me. I finally realised yesterday that the worst that could happen is if I take the wrong train and do a little extra sight seeing. I can always take a taxi home if I really get lost.
I've been thinking about why should people donate to help cover my expenses. I'm not the one out on the streets telling people about God's free gift of salvation. I tend to be the one in the back ground making sure things are running smoothly. My favourite part is if someone asks me about the Lord then I pray inside and try to answer questions based on the 25 years of women's bible study and historical biblical fiction books that I love to read. I have two mentors that I can seek out their counsel if I encounter something i don't know.
It's been funny to see merchants reaction when I say hello and they realise I'm not local. I've met quite a few people that way and have found how truly wonderful and family oriented this culture is. My counsellor back home likes to teach about how many boyfriends she has and it's funny. I've adopted her attitude and have started taking selfies with anyone I'm getting to know as a friend. Most Greeks are fascinated to know where I'm from. I usually answer Florida, and most seem to know where that is thanks to Mickey Mouse. It seems like on every street corner here is a gyro place and they're really affordable.
Friday a few of us were trying to decide what to order. I said my usual (chicken gyro with sauce, lettuce and tomatoes) but Andrew who is from Calgary had another suggestion; Chinese food. As soon as he said they have Chinese food here, I jumped and said YES!! The Chinese was excellent but it cost me 8 Euros, where as the usual gyro is 2 Euros. I think the Chinese restaurant needs some competition! It was good, but not sure it's worth the price. I will say that with all the stray cats prowling about, the Chinese chicken dishes are a good bet safety wise. I know, ewww! But hey, it does happen.
I'm finally feeling comfortable with the Metro (underground railroad). Now I need to gain some understanding of all the bus routes. On in the geek guys shared a new app, "Moovit" which is usable in any situation and shows you any of the routing systems. I've yet to use it so far, but will need to use it as I go from site to site to follow some of the lists that have been made and update any overlooked. The only travel I will be doing is going Crete where they have a church plant there.
Blessings,
M
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