I'm a member of the baby boomer generation. I grew up with the notion you went to school, met a man, married, lived happily ever after. There was the implied "the man is in charge" rule also. Then I left Iowa and joined the real world. I'm one of the lucky ones - I did met a wonderful man (after a few bad ones) and married him. But he hates to travel. The wanderlust in me insists that I travel. My husband encouraged me to travel. "go- have a great time - I need a break too!". I had trouble believing he really meant for me to go. You know, he says that but he really means I should stay home with him. One day I just decided to take him at his word. That was my first trip overseas - to Scotland. I went with a girlfriend from Montana. I had a great time! I suffered only a little guilt. After the third phone call home my husband said "stop calling already! this is costing a fortune and you are ruining your trip worrying about me. have a great time honey, i'll see you at the airport".
So off I went! The first trip to Greece I went with my sister. The second trip I traveled with my best friend, Richard. The third trip I went with my girlfriend, Lisa. I have traveled stateside alone. The key to traveling alone is preparation and ensuring your safety. Check out my how to pack page for preparation information. Safety - research where you are going, talk to people who have been there, check out the various list sites and get other peoples opinions, stay at decent hotels and trust your gut.
On this page you'll get to see some poetry and photos. Also check out the stories page.
| Greek Men The young, the old, the cute Greek men
Yanni full of music and the need to share his song all night long Dimitri telling stories of ages long ago comparing me to the goddess Eros Ah, Greek men |
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Nobody told me
they forgot to tell me lots of things that marble over 2000 years old is really slippery when you walk on it that Sunday nights in Athens are just like any other night and not the day before Monday that if you squint your eyes while at the Acropolis you can almost see Aristotle or Nero, and you can surely feel them without squinting that you really can float in the Aegean Sea that a lot of the islands don't have fresh running water and brushing your teeth in saltwater is quite an experience that a Greek cigarette at 7 p.m. right after your nap while drinking a glass of retsina is the best cigarette of the day that I'd miss Greece so much
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3 ducks d.d. renee |
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WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES When I close my eyes It’s your crooked smile I see It’s how your eyes droop a little The way you hold a cigarette The way your hair curls on your neck How you don’t tuck your shirt in And the watch on your arm When I close my eyes I hear your lulling voice telling me how the world began Or why the Aegean Sea got its name Why the Greeks are great Or how you love the way the shadows play across my face Or wondering why I’m not kissed more because I kiss so good When I close my eyes I feel your hands Grabbing my head to kiss me Holding my hand so I don’t fall while walking under the stars On my lower back arousing senses long thought dead When I close my eyes I feel your lips Searching for my passion in a kiss long lasting On my hand to tell me of my beauty Three times on my cheeks, The European way, you say One sweet last time On the corner of my mouth To say good-bye d.d.renee |
MEDITERRANEAN MAN |
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