Today was a difficult day as both Tina and I left our dad to head back to our respective homes. Our trips were short ones because we were meant to snatch him up and take him home with us. After the doctor said he should stay put for awhile, we had already had our flights booked, but decided to go see him anyway.
We are both so glad we did and look forward to when he is a little stronger and able to come back to North America to be closer to us.
After a very emotional goodbye, Tina and I took a taxi through the windy and horrible trek to Kalamata, and then on to Athens.
Upon arrival at the Athens airport we went directly to the lineup for the PCR test. The line wasn’t crazy king, but it moved at an utter snails pace. We arrived in line at 12:30pm and didn’t get our tests taken until around 1:30. When it was finally our turn to check in, the lady said: ‘you will be cutting it close’ in terms of getting our results. The website says: same day results, but can be up to 24 hours. Technically we would need the results by around 11am so now we were nervous. Nervous to the point where we almost took at taxi into Athens to get another test at the local Hospital. After much deliberation, we decided to roll the dice a little bit and see how it goes.
After wasting 20€ on a trip to the strangest ‘outlet mall’ either of us had ever seen, we ate some dinner and went back to the hotel to rest and wait for our results.
At approximately 8pm we both had our negative test in hand and are now set to fly home tomorrow.
We already miss the gentle sound of the sea against the rocks outside the window, and of course, the view.
Mostly we will miss this guy.
Never Mind About That. 