Bo & the Greeks

I spent a large part of yesterday working on a statue of Bo Diddley only to reject it. Rather than give up, I'm trying again today. So far, so good, but you never know. I met him years ago and he was sweet.
Jim got an email from Georgios who was one of the men from Greece who came to dinner recently. He repeated his invitation to stay at his second home there. He offered one of his cars to use while there. Gosh! We just might go. Jim wants to. My unused passport hasn't expired. I thought it had. I was supposed to go to Amsterdam years ago, but couldn't get a babysitter.
We'll see.