Those close to me might be surprised to find out that the topic of this blog is going to be my hair. I know I normally can't shut up about sports and other non-girly-type topics, but for today I'm going to actually sound like a girl for once. The big event of the day was spending time at the salon, getting a "hair makeover" with six other girls from class. I've been needing to get a haircut for awhile, so when Professor Finitsis offered to take us, I jumped at the chance. Not everyone can say they have a Greek hairstyle! 
I think it's fascinating how much a physical change can also signify a more personal, internal change. Everyday I'm in Greece I feel like I'm becoming a different person. (Hopefully in a good way!) By "losing my head" today I took a little step outside of my comfort zone, putting bright red streaks in my hair, and listening to the stylist who told me I should part my hair on the other side. Little silly things like that may seem meaningless, but I promise that at least to me, I feel different!
I think it's fascinating how much a physical change can also signify a more personal, internal change. Everyday I'm in Greece I feel like I'm becoming a different person. (Hopefully in a good way!) By "losing my head" today I took a little step outside of my comfort zone, putting bright red streaks in my hair, and listening to the stylist who told me I should part my hair on the other side. Little silly things like that may seem meaningless, but I promise that at least to me, I feel different!
Getting there and back was half the fun. It took us at least an hour of travelling on the "subway" and cable cars to get to the salon, during which we were crammed like sardines and breaking out the hand sanatizer like crazy. On the way back, Finitsis parted ways with us at the subway station, and I am proud to say we found our way back perfectly! Proving that although we may have lost some of our hair, the rest of our heads were perfectly intact. Once back, we were all too tired to go eat out, so four of us went with the comfort of Dominoes for dinner. I know, it seems kind of silly to be eating such an American food in Greece, but it was kind of nice to have that familiar food in front of us. Plus, Dominoes here is WAY BETTER than Dominoes back home.
As much as I love each and every person in the class (I really do guys, promise!) it was really nice today to not have a herd of 18. Smaller groups give for better more in-depth conversations, and I hope I get a chance to interact with everyone else on the same level I did with my hair girls today!
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