Envy

This sight greeted me at the end of the first day of my sex, death, and bones workshop. It takes me back to my first trip to Athens with my high school Latin teacher, Dr. Larrick, when my friend Rachel and I craned our necks (and cameras) out the window to get a teeny tiny glimpse of a sliver of the Acropolis from our teeny tiny hotel room. Fifteen years later, I'm moving' on up... to a deeeeluxe room in Kolonaki. But I'm still as cheesy excited by the Parthenon at night as I was at 15.