Although it’s technically Thursday there, I wanted to write this quickly because I don’t know how the WiFi will be at the next hotel. How are you doing? What’s going on over there? I do hope it’s cooled down by now. It is very warm here: we’ve been to the beach three times, and it’s almost October.
Although it’s been rather eventful, my depression-induced memory issues has smoothied all of it together. We hiked a large gorge in Samaria, Crete, and now three of my toenails are purple. We went to three beaches, two with pinkish sand, and the last hotel we were at had the cutest cutest kitten who begged for sardines and stole pasta off of Mom’s plate. Speaking of, is KitKat still wandering the neighborhood back home? I hope she’s been adopted right now, it was absolutely tragic that the Santiagos just left her when they moved. Many of these cats have slight injuries, one of them was limping in Athens, and another was so worryingly skinny, but most of them seem to get by; I hope KitKat has done the same.
There are many things I think you would like here. The beaches are always warm and pretty, the shopping streets full of delightful trinkets, and the cats are everywhere. I can’t guess with any accuracy what you would like anymore. You were not as interesting in ancient history and mythology as I was, so I wouldn’t think the ruins to your exceptional liking, at the very least. It’s almost time to go now. I must hurry off. I love you dearly. Seeing others have affectionate relationships with their own siblings fills me with such envy, Soren. But I know we are different now. If you wish it, I will wait forever.
With love,
Alice