Athens, Land of Shel Silversteins

Athens, Land of Shel Silversteins
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We were still a bit dazed from having landed in Greece for Spring Break. We’re all used to making elaborate plans with every other person we meet, only to have them never pan out. Actually getting to the other side of the world though…we hadn’t quite processed it yet.

We were wandering around Plaka, a touristy neighborhood stuffed with souvenir shops and restaurants, when we heard a middle school punk shout to the rest of his group, “Every old dude here looks like Shel Silverstein!” This was when the stupor faded away; we were actually in Greece and every elderly man here did have the same balding pattern and facial hair as the famous poet. We burst out laughing, craffing (crying-laughing) actually, until we were gasping for air. Disclaimer—I have to argue that our sense of humor is usually better than this. From this point on, Silverstein became the basis of many mischievous, granted very immature, snickers at the sight of all old Greek men.

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