I am now back in toronto visiting my sister Priscilla. I arrived at 2 in the morning. It took me 27 hours to get back. I changed 4 airlines and had to recheck my baggage in all of them.... of course.
But I met some cool people and it was a interesting transit experience. The day before I was visiting my high school teacher who is a geologist/ linguistic/ mythologist in the south of turkey. I went on my own personal archeological dig in tunnels under an old church with a young boy who's father is an archeolgist. He showed me the entrance of catacombs with many long and low tunnels. I loved every crawling moment with only a small blue ligth a got from a party I went to. I found some broken pottery but thought it was better not to bring those to Canada. I could get cought taking ancient finds out of the country. then I went on a extreme hike through thorny bushes all the way down to rocks by the sea. It took us at least 30 minutes to reach the water. I like those extreme conditions.
So I am back here and I will stay with my sister (she is expecting) until Thursday when I will go down to Alma (were I was born) on Friday with my parents. we will do a road trip in their van.
Now that I do not have that appartment in L.a, I feel completely without home. I must learn to travel light and not bring too much with me. I am like linus who always has a cloud of dust around him. I carry a tonne of luggage just because I do not have a home and it feels more secure. Sometimes i am tired of this and then in other moments I am inspired and feel free. You should have seen me picking up my luggage and checking them again 4 times on my trip back. ooffa!!
I find it hard to get used to the Canadian summer. They think it is hot but I find it's cold compared to Athens. I freeze at night. Must be the cold and intense draft that is vacuumed inside my sister's house from the windows. It is very drafty.
Just still-relatively a few hours ago, I was walking down the rhunes of Epheses incarnating the archeological student, I first wanted to be. My right hand holding the leopard print umbrella and with the other hand, I try not to drop: a one liter water bottle, a book on the Efes ruines, my camera, plus a very small black purse. I should have had a bigger back to put everything inside.
In Effes I was not the only one following the shade of her umbrella. Many many japonese walked in the shade as well. My high school teacher Guy was explaining to me his work and in doing so he gave me the example of the japonese godess who did not want to leave the inside of her dwelling for fear the sun would take years from her life.
and still there is a lot ahead of me until the end of this year. I've guessed that far. At this point I could be about ready for another round... It seams I am not done yet. ;) Let me know were you will be. I still have possibilities to return to Europe in the fall for work and the works.
When august will be almost over, Dd. Nanes Cw. and I will meet with the band VR on their European tour and then take off on little adventures. In mid September I will develop my London base. At the London airport yesterday,day,day.... I realized that i am infatuated with the English gest and air. it is possible that during that month I will trip out to the south and research my English origins. I want that for a while when I encounter people, Once they ask me if I am a swimmer, they will assume that I am English and not French.
My next little project involves a more mad scientist approach to EURRREKA!
something more like school but not really. text books and precision shooting....
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