The Good News Comes in Text by Text

Entering the museum (housing the tomb of Philip II of Macedon) in Vergina
We're in the
Archaeological Museum of Thessaloniki and listening to our tour guide talk about neolithic artifacts when I hear the little ding ding that means, Jim's texting me. 

11.15pm bedtime on Tuesday, 5am wake-up, walk-sprint as the sun was rising. 

Potential Stomach Trouble.

I texted back that, while it's not out of the ordinary for Charlie to wake up so early: For the past few months, he seems to wake up around 4 or 5am once every two or so weeks. Sometimes it happens even after he's gone to bed late. And sometimes I've noted that Charlie has this sleep (or sleepless) pattern when we've later realized his stomach was bothering him. And was he getting his Culturelle tablet (over the yearswe've noted, very anecdotally, that taking a pro-biotic seems to help Charlie; doesn't hurt to give him it).

I texted all this to Jim, though in more typo-filled and pared down phrases. Sort of like, perhaps, the concise pronouncements of the Oracle; not that I aspire to any such wisdom!

Despite time away I do feel very connected to home.

Our trip is winding down. We had a packed day, visiting Pella (ancient capital of the Macedonian kings) and Vergina (where the tomb of Philip II—father of Alexander the Great—was found) and then the archaeological museum in Thessaloniki. Our visit to the latter two places was a bit on "speed dial," as the museums contain so much (must go back!) and the museums at Pella and Vergina were crowded (and especially the latter, with lots of high school students and officers from the Greek army and navy; they were apparently at the museum to learn more about what they are protecting). The museum was not very busy, but there was so much to see (and our tour guide has been excellent, extremely well-informed and just very, very good, with a sense of humor and showing us some things a bit of the beaten path). And, after all that, we went for a walk back to our hotel and looked at the remains of the Roman walls, the Roman forum, the arch of Galerius, where the hippodrome had been, Hagia Sophia and some other churches.Exterior of Hagia Sophia

 Front of Hagia Sophia, apartment building in background

I checked my phone every couple of minutes but there were no more messages about stomach issues and the like. When Jim texted me later about Charlie having another good day, and the sun shining, I recalled that, indeed, no news can be the most powerful of pronouncements—can be the good news.

Me standing in front of the Roman forum in Thessaloniki

2 Responses to “The Good News Comes in Text by Text”
  1. Regina says:

    (smile). Is it the angle of the camera or are you a little sleepy (if the latter, grab a snooze on the plane home).
    How smart to correlate those early wakings with potential stomach troubles.
    I’m glad that it’s gone well with Charlie and Jim, and that you’ve had a good trip with your class. Take care.

  2. autismvox says:

    Today is a long bus ride so plenty of time for a bit of R and R—-so much to do and see, who wants to sleep…….

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