Sivota day 5

Sivota Soap Opera: Rain, Rumbles & Kuchisabishi Crimes

So yesterday the rain refused to chill. It was like Poseidon and Zeus were having a petty sibling fight and we got caught in the middle. So naturally, we stayed in the hotel room, and shockingly I got a little productive (bless my laptop and whatever Greek god guards Wi-Fi).

But THEN around 4 PM, my stomach suddenly transformed into Hades’ underworld, complete with sound effects. I swear I heard demons clawing to get out.
So I FORCED Mama out into the rain. No choice. It was kebab or death.

We ran like two chaotic Forrest Gumps through puddles and stray cats until we landed at this holy kebab spot.
Small kebab roll? 10/10.
Dog cuddles while eating? Even better.
Mood: wet, full, emotionally healed.

Then we hit the streets for some "shopping" aka buying ALL the touristy crap that I’ll pretend I didn’t buy once I get home. I now own a magnet, a keychain, and possibly a small olive wood turtle.

We also stopped for ice cream MY first one on this trip (I know, who even am I??). It was divine, and the owner was this charming silver fox of a Greek man who made me consider staying and starting a gelato empire.

Back at the hotel, we basically just sat there counting the hours until we could justify eating again. Not out of hunger just because our mouths were lonely. Yes, I’m talking about the Japanese concept of kuchisabishi: eating because your soul is bored and your lips want to party.

Dinner was at a place called Charlie’s with great views, chill music, and the vibe of “maybe I’ll meet someone hot” (spoiler: I didn’t).

We went back fairly early and then BAM a nearby bar blasted music all night long like it was Coachella: Sivota Edition.
So tonight? I’m getting Mama tipsy and dragging her there. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. Preferably in heels.

This morning?
I overslept like a Greek goddess in recovery.
No morning walk because apparently my body was like, “Ma’am, no. You need REM more than reps.”
So now it’s breakfast time and then walk-of-shame my steps later.

Stay tuned. Tonight might be wild. Or wine-fueled. Or both.

#KebabAndChaos
#HadesInMyStomach
#RainyButRichInIceCream
#DogLove
#GreeceLue lisää