I arrived into the Athens airport with a few hours to spare before Tony landed. They were the last few hours I had alone. I found a café to sit and write and plan out some things to do in Athens before Tony arrived. He would be the first person I would see from my circle of loved ones in almost five weeks, and I wasn’t sure what to expect. Had I changed? Would I be the same person? I stood by the exit waiting for Tony and just like that, before I could even prepare a big smile, he was there hugging me

He had flown a direct 12-hour flight from Atlanta, so I figured he would be pretty tired. Of course, I was full of adrenaline and energy, so I had the whole afternoon booked solid. In reality, we walked around Athens for just a bit and saw some of the historic sites and spent the remainder of the day sitting at a restaurant and listening to street music. We laughed, overate, and quite simply just enjoyed each other’s company.

Greece is mostly cobblestones

The next day, we had plans to visit the Acropolis and the many sites around that area. Greece is mostly cobblestone streets and sidewalks – which are horrendous for a wheelchair – so every movement to a new location was slow. We did, of course, make it to most sites, and while we might not have gotten the full experience, we did see what we could. This is not abnormal for traveling with me. We do the best we can and stay grateful that we are able to go at all.