Grease in Greece- Traveling While Natural

If nothing else, I know who Imma be for Halloween!

Greece. Day 7.

A note about my 'travel hair'.

I was going away for a month. Two weeks in St. Louis for Jesus' birthday and a much needed two week work-cation in Greece. It is during these times that packing becomes quite the art form.

I did my hair before my flight to St. Louis and planned to re-do the night before Christmas, prior to my flight to Greece.

For St. Louis, I packed-
Lacio Lacio

Blow Dryer


Flexi rods

Bobby Pins

Goody Ouchless Bands and Headbands
Hair Scarves

On wash day, just before Christmas, I gently finger detangled my dry hair, deep conditioned with Elucence Moisture Balancing Conditioner (all I had on hand 'cause my dad uses it... I forgot how much I loved that conditioner... very slippery) and cleansed thoroughly with some cheap, sulfate laden shampoo from my dad's bathroom closet. I instant conditioned with Elucence, rinsed and followed up with a healthy dose of Lacio Lacio and created 8 large twists. After thirty minutes or so, once my hair was no longer sopping wet, I applied a little Dax and stretched each section on medium heat with a blow dryer, using the tension method. I re-created the 8 twists, flexi-rodded the ends and went to sleep. I chose to tension dry my hair because, (1) I didn't have time to roller set, (2) my stretched hair is easily styled without re-wetting, and (3) it'd last me for a good two weeks and stay moisturized, especially if I deep treated prior. I had no intentions of re-styling in Greece.

For Greece, I packed-
Bobby Pins
Goody Ouchless Bands and Headbands

Hair Scarves

Jane Carter Nourish and Shine

Dax Greece (haha)

On the 13 hour flight and the following day or two, I rocked a retro french twist.

Every pic you've seen since, including the one at the top, in which I'm channeling Carmen Sandiego, has been the result of 4-8 two strand twists created with Jane Carter Nourish and Shine. That's a throwback, right?! I had given my mother a jar a while ago and she never used it, so I brought it along 'cause I knew it'd work double duty as a fragrant and effective body oil. I can't vouch for it on wet hair, but it makes my dry hair shine, defined and keeps it nourished and pliable. It's thick, similar to the texture of Shea Butter but goes on very smooth. I've used it solely with a little Dax on the ends and may re-introduce it into my rotation.

So there you have it. My quick and dirty, no muss, no fuss hair routine... it's perfect because my curly qs have been the least of my worries!

Case in point-

I rocked a Twist-Out on New Years Eve, partied my face off, slept much of yesterday with my hair shoved into a stain bonnet, found my face, and rocked a bun today. Can I just say, they shut ish down here on the 1st. The stores were closed for 2 damn days! We had to resort to a meal of stale bread, sausage, eggs with no butter, salt or pepper, champagne and water. But hubby hooked it up!

bunnin'... that's The Acropolis in the top right corner!
In other news, I've Skyped with Boogie every night since we've been in Greece. And each time, as soon as we disconnect, I cry like Drake listening to a Babyface album... alone... on Valentines day. But I digress.

the fam filling us in and Boog looking uninterested and a lil resentful... like, 'where the hell is y'all at?... why the hell didn't y'all take me... when the hell are y'all coming back?'

Pony tails! What?!

When did Boogie become a KID?!

Do you use Jane Carter Nourish and Shine? If so, how?

What happened to my baby?

Happy New Year!

Ioannis says Greeks are too damn cool to 'ring' in the new year, they simply 'change' the year, and usually together as a family with good food and fellowship. Then, after midnight, they take to the streets to shut ish down with friends.

Hubby and I plan to 'change the year' in our condo and then head downtown to Athen's annual Hilton Loft Party. This posh, MTV hosted soiree, brings out the best DJs to inspire what in my case will be terrible dancing and responsible alcohol consumption.

So if I'm limping tomorrow, it's because I not only partied my face off, I danced my legs off.

Meanwhile in STL...

I've been gone for 5 days and she's already got a new car and a new purse.
If this doesn't stop soon, Boogie's gonna be the star of 'House Party 4: Shuttin Down St. Louis'.

**Edited To Add**
I couldn't decide what to wear and somehow ended up looking like Carmen Sandiego-

The 'City Center' was off the chain.

A reader recognized me amidst the madness!

Waiting at the Hilton before the party... which was interesting. Put a pin in that.

Day 3- My Big Fat Greek 'Working' Vacay

Hola Chicas!

Today, after yet another jet-lag induced sleepless night, we involuntarily lounged in bed until 4pm. I wanted to get up, honest I did... but I was paralyzed. Paralyzed from all the walking, up hill both ways. Paralyzed from the cheap but quality wines and spirits. Paralyzed by all the rich, amazingly fresh and decadent foods, also known as the 'itis... which on occasion, unfortunately, has resulted in the bubble guts.

So we finally got up and hit the town, but this time, without our dear Ioannis. With no one to translate or ask questions for us, things got very interesting, very quickly. While I relied on charades, Hubby, for reasons still unknown, turned to his terribly rusty and disjointed French and Spanish skills to communicate... this ish ain't Latin based boo boo! At one point, he asked a cashier a question in English in what sounded like his best Greek accent, to which she responded, in a very American accent, 'huh?' Nice. We have a few survival phrases memorized, that I'm sure we botch to high hell, but things get a bit murky when we're attempting to navigate the grocery store or a restaurant menu...

We're brand new, but it's good. It's an amazing adventure and we're enjoying every gyro filled second of it!

Luckily, we managed to take in a few of the sites (still not jaded yet) before the sun went down and then headed STRAIGHT for the bar.

The "Running Man" in the city center. It's made of panes of glass stacked one on top of each other.

Chicken Souvlaki and potatoes!

hit up our lemon tree once more... just cause... I don't even like
lemons like that!

My Big Fat Greek 'Working Vacay'

I work hard and play hard(er). Lately though, it's been much more of the former and in an attempt to save my last damn nerve, Hubby and I decided to head for Greece to reboot. But seeing as how I have a difficult time putting down my computer and he's preparing for next semester, it doesn't really count as a 'real' vacation. Instead, we thought we'd switch up the pace and change the scenery... work a little, play a lot, and enjoy each other's company... without Gia. *GASP* I know, right?! But don't fret, she's safe and partying it up in STL with Momma (I cried like a baby), who didn't hesitate to remind us that all that 'reconnecting' is how we ended up with Boogie #1.

Today, accompanied by our host, translator, unofficial tour guide and new friend, Ioannis, we took a world wind tour. Met up at 11am and spent much of the next 6 hours sight seeing... on foot.

Today, among many, many other things, I-

1. Messed with one of those 'stand still' guards you're not supposed to mess with.
2. Saw the museum that my cousin, master architect and #successfulblackman Chris Lee helped design.
3. Climbed and conquered
Lycabettus Hill-- 912 feet of madness... steep as hell but totally worth losing that lung for the view.

4. Picked olives, oranges, and smelled wild Rosemary in the Presidential Garden.
5. Picked lemons from the front yard of our condo for a recipe...

other views of our condo...

6. Tried Ouzu and nearly lost my damn liver. Think black jelly beans + the kick of corn liquor... Got damn. Never again.

The views-

Our fab host and new friend, Ioannis... dispelling myths, translating ish and generally providing an amazing service!

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