Today I arrived in Athens, Greece, via Atlanta and JFK. On my flight from JFK to Athens, I sat in the row behind Kristen, George, and Dimitri. Everyone on the plane thought that he was a very good baby. And then he chocked will drinking from his sippy cup and vomited on George.
George's mother picked us up at the airport. Everyone was tired and took naps. George's mother made moussaka. Leonidas, Antonis, and their girlfriends stopped by later in the evening to see Dimitri.
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