A quick trip back to the motherland this week has promoted my latest post… I started thinking about all of the cute little quintessentially Greek things we experience that drive “us Amerikanakia” absolutely insane– things I actually experienced on this trip.
I’m not complaining… I love this place and wouldn’t trade Greece with anywhere on earth… But seriously, people…
(1) I wait outside the elevator door– sometimes for several minutes, cursing inside of me, wondering what’s taking so long… Only to realize that most elevator doors are the kind you have to open manually.
(2) I’ll never really understand why light switches are located on the wall OUTSIDE the bathroom and not inside the bathroom.
(3) I know it’s logical… But I can’t get used to the ground floor of a building being “zero” and not the first floor. Throw in that darned “imiorofo” which is sort of like a mezzanine and I’m all confused and ending up on the wrong floor all together.
You have yours too… Go ahead. Add them to the comment field below. What are your “quintessentially Greek” things that drive you mad?
