Greeted by the sounds of our street being torn apart today. . . As Cervantes said: truth is stranger than fiction. Who could have written a story about a rag-tag radio reporting team, both British and American, some missing arms and legs, living mostly harmoniously in a church covered in graffiti, on a street that may not exist at all tomorrow? We are putting feet on faith.

A good day at athletics today: numerous interviews with athletes straight off the track, capturing varying responses, representing multiple countries.

New arrivals aplenty to our happy little community today . . . Adrian and Thomas flew in from London just in time to fall asleep to the destruction of our road. Tasha's mom and friend, Andi, brought news in person from New Mexico and Pennsylvania (day-old news with the time difference, but still good). Rich goes live to Seattle via telephone early tomorrow morning at 3am. What did Pete do today? We forgot to ask him before he went to bed.

How to survive in Greece: make prior inquiries into the condition of the roads surrounding your place of accommodation if you enjoy at good lie-in.