Kastoria day thirteen; the big family Bar-B-Que. I can’t remember the last time I saw so much meat. Maybe twenty pounds of meat in all. They had friends over, Yeorgos and Vaso. Yeorgos makes his own wine and tsipouro; he treated the alcohol he makes like it was his finest product, he was so proud of it. He asked me to try it countless times through out the day, I politely declined. Stella finds out that Vaso is her Dads first cousin and her Moms second cousin??? -Which fits nicely with the book she is reading. GROSS. The family cooked and cooked and served and ate and ate and ate and ate (get the picture?) all day long. It was a chore, this all day meal that never ended. I was hot the flies were horrendous, and I was sweating. I got tired so fast. I hope I did not offend any one when I went to bed. I needed a nap; the problem is that when I did this I ruined my night. I could not get to sleep until 4am. Note from Stella--> Art seems to have become more sensitive to nature’s creatures the older he gets. There were about 5 flies outside, and while they all seemed to love him, it was not as if we were in the depths of a south Asian jungle……<--End Stella’s mindless jabber.

¶ 6/05/2005 03:37:00 PM

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