I Keep Dancing On My Own

In shocking news, I’ve been kind of busy lately. It’s been great!

We did a few fun things over the weekend. On Friday night, JR’s boss hosted a happy hour. He had a great spread of food, wine and beer (and sangria!). It was nice to catch up with people that we hadn’t seen since before our trip. On Saturday, Amy and I went for a drive without any set destination. While we were stopped for gas, Amy pointed out that a wedding party was passing us. It’s a caravan of cars, and the last car is decorated for the bride and groom. Saturday was a big day for weddings around here, because we saw at least 15 other wedding caravans that day!




We wound up driving to Prizren. We walked around the shops and stopped in at a cafe for some ice cream.



Note the skinny arm. Amy gets me.

So as I said, this week has actually been busy. I volunteered to be the secretary for the board of the employee’s association, and we’re currently hiring a general manager, so we’ve had interviews and work to do for that. The maintenance men came over on Monday to help me hang pictures (apparently, you aren’t supposed to hang them on your own, so let’s all pretend that we did not, in fact, hang anything up ourselves). It feels even more like home with our stuff on the walls. My favorite is this photo wall (it’s a work in progress):

picture wall

Today has been wonderful. Amy let me borrow her car, so I drove to the big grocery store. I really love driving. It just feels good – especially when it’s nice out, and the windows are down and you put your favorite Robyn song on (note the title of this post!). The most exciting part is that the grocery store had chicken at the butcher counter!! I confirmed that it was chicken, and through a bit of charades, confirmed it was boneless. Then I had this exchange.

Me: May I please have 2 pounds of that chicken?
Lady: Ma’am, we are not in Britain. This is Kosovo (said with a smile.) You want 2 Euro of chicken?

I was thinking that 2 Euro would buy me approximately one sliver of a chicken breast. I also didn’t understand why she thought I was British, until I realized that by asking about pounds, she thought I was talking about British currency, not weight. It was all resolved when I asked for 2 kilos of chicken instead.

I’m irrationally excited about this chicken. In part because it came nicely packaged like this:

And it didn’t look like this:


I came home and continued my productive streak. Being unemployed seems like a perfect reason to actually make the things I pin on Pinterest, instead of just sitting around pinning them. I cut up fruit and made individual servings for smoothies to freeze, and I made peanut butter banana bread.


banana bread

Hakuna Matata, part 2

Alright so what else happened on our honeymoon…

JR really wanted a cigar, and a store attendant said there was a smoke shop in Kamari. That’s all the guy said – no store name, no address, just try the town of Kamari. So we were driving through the town, and as I said, there are people out on the streets trying to get you to enter their store or restaurant, so I suggested we just pull up and ask someone. The conversation went like this:

Me: Excuse me sir, we’re looking for a shop to buy cigars?
Man: You want to smoke?
Me: Yeah, is there a place that sells cigars?
Man: You want pot?
Me and JR: No no, we’re just looking for cigars, tobacco.
Man: Oh. Wait, are you sure you don’t want pot?
Me and JR: No. Just tobacco thank you.
Man: Okay. There’s a cigar store right down this street.

How nice of him to give us options!

We had dinner at a restaurant called Panorama, which had beautiful views. We were taking some pictures afterwards, and I stood up on this little ledge area overlooking a cliff. JR stepped back to take a few pictures, and as I was transitioning to another pose (skinny arm) I lost my balance and almost fell. He came rushing over, and refused to get the skinny arm shot after that.



This is like the complete opposite of skinny arm.

After dinner, we wanted to take a sneak peak of our second hotel (even though we weren’t checking in until Thursday morning). We drove the 4-wheeler to Imerovigli, and we were astounded by the views. Very different on that side of the island. Where we originally stayed had all the nice beaches but Imerovigli has these towns situated on cliffs that you always see on postcards. Since we were already in town, we decided to go in and see if the owner was around, just to say hello. She was so wonderful! She invited us to sit and have a complimentary glass of wine on the patio and just enjoy the view. We left there SO excited that we would be staying there.

This is my excited face.

When we did check in on Thursday, Ioanna told us she had upgraded our room (because, as she said, “I liked your faces”). Our room and the view was amazing!





The hotel was just great. They served us breakfast on our balcony each morning. We spent the afternoons by the pool enjoying drinks and watermelon. Apparently it’s a thing in Greece, because after several meals, we were given a complimentary plate of watermelon.



The hotel encouraged us to drive down to Amoudi Bay, in Oia, for dinner and a beautiful sunset view at Dimitri’s. It was pretty incredible!




On our last day, JR surprised me and arranged for us to take a sunset boat tour on a catamaran. I’ve never been on a boat like that in the ocean (fear of sharks and all) but it was so cool. We were able to swim in the hot springs by the volcano (not so much hot, a bit warm), then we stopped at a private beach for a delicious dinner, we swam at the White Beach (you can only get to it by boat), and finally saw the sun go down over the Aegean. It was such a fun way to end our trip, and a great surprise.