" so, basically there was this guy, an american politician who said, em, that rape sometimes cannot be consider as you know, rape rape. cause a woman can actually, just by thinking about it, will away the consequences of rape, like a pregnancy. so you see, this is american politics, and tha's just in the last month."
at this point i was thinking how is it possible for an american, a fairly fair skinned and ginger american, god knows where he is from, to think like that. like a thinking person. in all my amazement at how he had stuck with a girl from cambridge and the tallest guy i have ever seen form glasgow and at how he kept his fingers so discreetly glued to his smartphone i didn't quite process quickly enough the "don't get me started on the Republicans" comment at the beginning of this admittedly liquid conversation. before that, we had actually just talked about Israel.
"ah, there was this, uh, greek Orthodox society i think last week-"
"yeah yeah, they were next to the Jews, or was it next to the Catholics?". the tall guy cut through the californian girl, right when i was thinking to myself, what on earth are they doing here? i mean, california. she wasn't even tan. i was more tan than her, and even the stones know how much i hate sun. all eyes were on me, the greek.
"are you orthodox?" the not so american american guy again. the girl from cambridge had totally abandoned me by now, even though she genuinly looked regretful about putting me through this. i guess at that point, after an hour and a half of kind small talk i would have started to look like a lost child that has peed its pants but tries to hide it by smiling.
"supposed to be". and yes, that felt really good to say, but, i don't really know what their thing here is. if you even mention the word "atheist" in greece, especially if you are lucky enough to do it in the presence of a senior or generally an older person, forties and over, you get a stare down as if you had just chanted a prayer to Lucifer and said "amen" backwards.
"is everyone in greece like that, orthodox?"
"um, yeah, they have this thing with religion, is weird. like, weird, yeah". i couldn't really think what else to say for it.
as easily as anything, conversation proceeded, about the drunken out of her mind bulgarian Maria that was hitting on both the guys last night at the tall guy's birthday party.
"oh she's really kind actually, i mean, i thought she was really brilliant when i first met her, but um she kind of turns into a maneater when she drinks", and now, well the idea of it only was hilarious, plus the english girl had started talking again.
in ten minutes i have met H., the english girl, i was invited to her house for coffee, she had bought me print units, had me in her house and made me tea. thirty minutes in i knew two of her roomates, in one hour i met two other people living there, sixty minutes later the tea was positively chilling and i was trying to find a polite way to get out of there. as much exciting as all of it really was. but, hey, excitement expires within an hour. that's all you've got. i mean, what kind of super social people are they? i am significantly amused by the turn this day took, it was supposed to be a day devoted to my pajamas, such a pity. or not?