Okay, I've officially been up way too late.

Wow, what a crazy day. I'm glad all these random people on Facebook 'liked' my first post. It was basically me falling asleep at an internet terminal in Dusselforf International Airport telling you how much life sucked at the time. But it gets better.

So, we had a 7.5 hour layover in Dusseldorf. Good times. I had delusions of going out and exploring the city, but instead we (Cali Rob and I) decided to sleep like homeless people in an airport. Killer decision. I seriously think, between benches in and out of the terminal, we scored more than three hours of sleep between us. On the plane (an Air Aegean A319 for those of you keeping track at home), Rob slept in the middle and I took the window...as the plane bumped it's way to 35,000 feet. On the aisle was this German guy named Guido (pronounced GEE-do for all of you anti-Italians and anti-anti-semites; no picture, sorry) who was extremely friendly, and we talked all about Europe and Greece and all sorts of stuff. (Rob definitely dropped an 'n'-bomb on him by referring to Ryanair as "Nazis.") I'll spare you the particulars, but when we landed in Thessaloniki at 6:30 local time they didn't have jetways - you got off the plane and boarded this shady bus that literally took you 200 feet to the airport. Way to prove your technological savvy, Greece. There was literally no customs as we just walked into the country with all sorts of illegal narcotics (just kidding, John Ashcroft). I talked Rob out of taking an €80 cab ride and taking this shady train to Katerini where we received this 45-minute long language on Greek history and linguistics from this attorney named Michael (pictures to follow). Sounds boring, but was actually really, really interesting. Then we went out to a club and apparently I'm still up. I left for JFK at 2:00pm EST Wednesday - whatever time it is there (almost 10:00 at night Thursday?) I'm still up. It's well past 24 hours. And it's not going to get any easier - beach time starts at 10:00am local time (seven hours ahead). Good times.

N.B. All the rumors are true: Greek women are beautiful. Fate always comes up with a new, cruel way of messing with me.