*”We” in this case refers to the students on this trip, not everyone in Thessaloniki.
We’re approaching our final days in Thessaloniki: this is our last weekend here. Fortunately, there are still two more weeks of the Dialogue to go. We’ll be spending the night in Meteora on Tuesday and then arriving in Athens Wednesday.
I’m glad that I have more time to spend with these people and explore international reporting, but I’m also sad to be leaving a city that I’ve – predictably – fallen in love with. I mean, it’s on the water. I hope that I get to come back here someday, but for now, it’s nice to have a chance to look back on some of the Thessaloniki-specific experiences I have had, and that I suspect other students have shared. So, like this post if you’ve:
- Cried on the balcony.
- Spent an hour agonizing over where to go to eat and then just went to the gyro place instead. You know the one.
- Stayed up late not because you were working on a story or because you were out having fun, but just because.
- Played ding-dong-ditch with another apartment’s doorbell by accident instead of turning on the light.
- Sprinted to the bakery before boarding the bus.
- Walked the boardwalk pretending to think deep thoughts, but really just thinking how amazing it is to be here.
- Suddenly felt like you were lost when you were only two blocks from the apartment.
- Mispronounced a Greek word to the point that it’s unrecognizable.
- Wondered whether anyone actually liked ouzo or whether they were just pretending.
- Simultaneously felt stressed about stories, that the trip was going by too fast, and unbelievably glad you’d decided to come.
We’ll miss you, Alexandrias!