This time the suitcase arrived with me. It was raining in Athens yesterday, cool, gray. Today the sun shines again. It feels like I was just here. Less than a year ago I spent a month. This time 10 days. Too little says mom but she accepts the reality of my life.
Last night we heard the same singer from last year at the garden cafe of the Numismatic Museum - a lovely space filled with greenery. Mom, cousins and I spent a couple of hours listening and sipping wine.
This morning the traditional visit to the bank. Never fails. I have to go every time to sign something or take something or just for the clerk to see me. Mom deposits or withdraws and, in the meantime, I am seen. I exist. A somewhat surrealist visit.