Greece,Andros,37.839987,24.938579,10,H

My Greek teacher was from Andros (Άνδρος), and she invited three of us to stay at her island house during the spring. It was my second excursion by ship on the Aegean, and the timing could not have been better. It was deliciously warm, and the cherry, lemon, and loquat trees were all in bloom. In the morning we got up slightly early so we could pick fruit before the wasps awoke, and we sat on the terrace in the sunlight eating the breakfast we just picked. Then we walked down to the beach and swam for a bit, and headed into Andros town for lunch and a bit of sightseeing.

I remember walking in the town one afternoon, near where some boys were playing street soccer, and one of them kicked the ball pretty far, and it rolled by me. I attempted to kick the ball back to them, but ineptly kicked it down an alley into the sea. I tried to use my poor Greek to explain what happened while they all shouted "malaka!" at me (μαλάκα) and ran after the ball.