A Pricey Pilgrimage to the Land of Igloos and Polar Bears

With our stomachs no longer being empty and our hearts filled with desire to explore Athens, we set out to take a walk on the beach, get a drink and dream up what life would be like in the “Promised Land”.

Tales from the Promised Land

As you can imagine, we were eventually on our way to Canada, but not without forewarning from my paranoid parents (you need to remember these were dire wartimes). Before we set out on our journey, we were advised that all kids who decide to reveal our family’s emigration plans would be left behind and forgotten. In other words, they did what most other parents do: they lovingly tried to protect us. In any case, there I was, saying my subtle goodbyes to dear friends and teachers and dropping hints about my future whereabouts in the least comprehensible of ways. “I’ll miss you, but I hope to come back on Santa’s slay and see you next Christmas wink wink.” “If you get really hot and bored this summer in the city, just come over to my new place and we can play in snow, looootssss of snow wink wink.” “You wouldn’t…

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