Fall Activities

Continuing with our Fall activities Rusty and I found and shared an apple fritter! I know, such a great "activity" right? But, anything apple flavored reminds me of Apple Hill, which screams Fall. Apple Hill is one of my favorite places in Sacramento. It's beautiful, has apple everything, and growing up, I'd go there at least once every Fall. My sisters recently went back home to Sacramento and were posting pics at Apple Hill. Of course their pics were the inspiration for this fall activity. The apple fritter Rusty and I found may not have been as good as Apple Hill, but it was delicious!

Hanging out in the center

One weekend while Rusty was out of town, I set out to find pumpkins for us to carve, so I went to the largest street market in Lamia, which is towards the center of town. Sure enough, I found some! Since I couldn't carry two, I bought one and figured we would come back when Rusty got back. I ended up getting a little lost on my walk back to my apartment, so by the time I got home and set the pumpkin down, my arms were shaking! The pumpkin didn't feel that heavy as I was carrying it, but my arms continued feeling shaky for the next 20 min...I'm thinking I should probably work out more haha. 

So when Rusty got back into town, and had just gotten back from morning weights, I hurried him along, so we could go look for another pumpkin at the weekly produce market that's right below our apartment. Although this market wakes me up every Thursday morning at 6am, it has finally proven to be beneficial! We started walking up the street and within 4 or 5 stands, we saw pumpkins. Big ones! My family claims they are gourds, and maybe they are, but either way, they looked carvable! Just to make sure they were the best options, we kept walking to the end of the street. Rusty found a small pumpkin he wanted to buy for decoration at another stand. The lady who sold it to us, asked if we were from Spain. We told her we were American and she got a big smile and tried her best to speak to us. She gave us two fruits that we had never seen before, but are popular here in Greece. They kind of look like a mix between a peach and a tomato. 

I am always surprised when people ask where we are from, which happens quite often. I just assumed once people heard us speak, they would know we were American. But, my mom was right, I should never assume! And I guess it makes sense considering Americans do not come to Lamia very often, and that people speak English in other places. The other day an old lady at the grocery store asked if I was Dutch! I was thinking do I even look the least bit Dutch lady?! haha But I love that when I correct people, they are always excited to hear I am American. 

So anyways, the produce market was a success! Rusty wanted the huge, tall pumpkin and was able to talk the guy selling it down one euro (leave it to Rusty to get a cheaper price) haha. We got home and tried the fruit the lady gave us. It tasted a little like a peach. It didn't have as much flavor, but it was really sweet. Now that we both have pumpkins, I am excited for the carving to begin!

Like a kid on Christmas

The Goods