Our Greek Vacation by the numbers

Now that Dear Husband and I are home again, and Rosamunda has forgiven us for abandoning her to the doting care of our next-door neighbor--who not only feeds her wet food, changes her water, and scoops her poop but leaves treats every day(!)--I can post the numbers I collected while we were gone, illustrated with some extra photos, like the hand-painted keepsake from Santorini above.

Days of vacation: 8 + 3 travel days

Cities: 5 (Raleigh-Durham-Chapel Hill, Newark, Munich, Athens, Fira/Firestefani, Oia)
Islands: 1
Cars/vans: 10 
Airplanes: 9
Buses: 6, including ones at airports

Metros: 1 in Athens 
Trains: does the one at the Pittsburgh Airport count?
Boats: 0 due to high winds :-(

Funiculars: 1 out of 2 (Fira Old Port, but not Lycabettus Hill in Athens)
Donkeys: 1 for each of us

Street cats: at least 15
Street musicians: 4 (including a guy playing accordion on the Metro)
Books read: 2/3 (Leg: The Story of a Limb and the Boy Who Grew from It by Greg Marshall and The Taste of War: World War II and the Battle for Food, by Lizzie Collingham) (I didn't make it to How He Died, about our friend Steve Shoemaker)

Work emails checked: 0 for FrauDoktorDoctor; DH had to square some things away shortly after we arrived

Lost items: 3 (several bottles of water, sunglasses, sports coat)
Found items: 1 (sports coat)

People who threw up: 2 (food poisoning for me, airsickness for him)

Broken cellphone screens: 2 (both mine, since I didn't get a screen protector for the new one soon enough after shattering the old one)

Flat tires: 1.5 (our cars clearly missed us while we were gone)

Since I had mixed up the dates of our appointment to be pampered at a Turkish hammam, and the other museum we wanted to see was closed on Tuesdays, we had a low-key last day. In the late afternoon, we took a walk in the neighborhood around our hotel. First stop: the pretty little church above was across the street from our hotel, and we could hear the bells when they played. Loudly. At 7:30 in the morning.

Second stop: the Panathenaic Stadium, the first stadium constructed for a modern Olympics, in 1896.  We're now 100 days from the opening of the 2024 Summer Games in Paris!

Due to rain the first night, food poisoning the next two nights, and Saharan dust that turned the sky orange like Mars the night before our departure (the picture doesn't do it justice), we could only use the hot tub on our hotel balcony once. Reflected in the glass, you can see that I figured out how to log out of the previous occupant's Netflix account (in Dutch??) so we could watch something before bed. We settled on the pilot episode of Star Trek: Enterprise. It was just okay, like our trip, which DH and I have decided was "a mitigated disaster." While not the "dream vacation" I had hoped for, there were definitely enjoyable moments, like eating meals overlooking the caldera on Santorini, basking in the sun on the Aeropagus (Mars Hill), and using my extremely rudimentary Greek in the taxi on the way to the airport. In the end, the important thing is that we did it together, the two of us.