Our hon­ey­moon was more than two months ago and as badly as I’ve wanted to post some pho­tos, mar­ried life is busy! Alas, friends and fam­ily are beg­ging and we really had the best time ever so here are a few to sati­ate your desires – there’s obvs more to come.



The above pho­tos are clearly Athens, I feel like they sym­bol­ize our trip – amaz­ing archi­tec­ture and nat­ural beauty, his­tor­i­cal rel­e­vance, and the magic of Greek mythol­ogy really made this the trip of my dreams. The next series of pho­tos are from our cruise to the Saronic Gulf islands of Hydra, Poros and Aegina.





























The Greeks are very hos­pitable and made sure we tried every­thing they were very proud of – includ­ing, on mul­ti­ple occa­sions, ούζο or ouzo (pro­nounced oo-zoh) which is a strong and liquoricey liquor, I never got the hang of drink­ing it – it’s intense! The owner added water to mine to dilute it, which barely helped.




Steven was really proud of this one; he lov­ingly referred to it as “the Jen­nifer Nichols”.




Greece is full of yachts. Peo­ple don’t have to pay taxes on their yachts if they claim they’re used for busi­ness in some way.



NEXT UP: more hon­ey­moon pho­tos–next time I’ll get to our pics from the heart of Athens, where we spent the major­ity of our time. Above is Pan­telis Melissi­nos, the son of the famed poet san­dal maker, he’s an artist san­dal maker him­self. The shop, Melissi­nos Art is just off Mona­s­ti­raki Square – in Psyrri near the Plaka where we had the best food ever and met the sweet­est, warmest peo­ple, as well as some great shop­ping. But sav­ing that for next time.


*SKOSH from Japan­ese sukoshi, some­thing my Grand­dad always said. I think the story goes that he and my uncle Tim were at Pizza Hut and needed more pepperoni’s or some­thing, but their waiter was nowhere to be found. So he spoke his request in Japan­ese, loud enough for a Japan­ese cook in the kitchen to hear, and they were promptly served.