pegge........don't Fandango in PLAKKA

Yesterday my dear sister, pegge would have been sixty six. I thought about her all day & had a good trip down memory lane. She was a very happy, determined, hard working gal all her life. I hope she gets a chuckle out of this particular memory. I still LMAO everytime I think about it. It was around 1983 or '84. Vicki & I were going on a 'Greek Cruise'. Our plan was to fly into Athens, spend a few days, then board ship for a seven day cruise to several Greek Islands, Istanbul, & Ephesus. Pegge & Marshall were living in Saudi Arabia at the time & we decided she would join us during our days in Athens.

We had a wonderful time seeing History open up to us. The whole trip was absolutely fantastic! We spent our nites in Plakka (old town). Plakka is filled with shops, restaurants & bars all along very narrow walking streets. It is traditional greek....and do they love to eat, drink, sing & dance! The first nite there we meet a couple of guys wanting to be 'our guides'. After our introduction, we learned one was actually a Southwest pilot, living in Dallas. He was in Athens visiting his mother......spoke fluent english, and his name was Stefanos...bwahahaha. That is another story. They were good guides, and showed us a lot of 'non touristy' places. Now, the 'local greeks' drink Ouzo, a licorice flavored (white lightening), well, really a liqueur. And the locals also have their favorite wine Retsina. Of course, we must try them both!

So, here we go for a nite in Plakka. Around midnite, with our fair share of eating, drinking, singing, drinking, dancing & drinking......it's time to learn how to dance 'Greek Style'.........hollering 'OPA', 'OPA', 'OPA', and yes, even 'breaking the plates'. Well, pegge decided somewhere in the back of her foggy mind that she would share her knowledge of the dance FANDANGO. She had lived on the island of Majorca, off the coast of Spain, a few years and knew all things Spanish.......So, she gets up on stage....or, was it a table?......no, it was the stage...she is wearing this dress with a full skirt, and spiked heels. She starts stomping & clicking away, throwing her head back over her shoulders repeatedly & swishing her skirt everywhere but over her head! Vicki & I screamed and howled, and howled some more. She was hillarious!....and, she was quite pleased with her self and her performance.......and so was the crowd! The End.