A story - as told by your resident Pixie
So, when we were in Greece (we being Haley, Laura and I) we visited the ruins of a place called the Lion's Gate. It was an absolutely beautiful set of ruins, out in the middle of nowhere. As you came through the huge stone archway (aka the gate) there was a small alcove cut out of the rocks on the side. I decided this was very cool, and wanted to crawl in. I asked Haley to take a picture of me - I meant once I was in and turned around, but Haley took it as I was crawling in. Laura made up this wonderful story about how there was a ghost living there (of a soldier, or a barbarian, or some such thing - it had an axe, this I remember) and how Haley had disturbed its eternal rest by taking a photo. Haley doesn't particularily like ghost stories and was a little tiny bit spooked. Laura and I didn't really help as we kept tapping her shoulders when she wasn't looking, and generally trying to spook her. It went well ;) Well we finished looking around the ruins, got back on our bus, and were on our way.
And this is where you would think the story would end. But then it wouldn't be much of a story, and I wouldn't have bothered writing it all out. A couple weeks after we got home, Haley had her photos developped. The photo she had taken of me in the cave was on a roll of black and white film, just for reference. And... well I'll just let you look at the photo....
So, was there a ghost? I guess we'll never really know. Unless of course he hunted Haley down to Edmonton, but that would never happen. Afterall, we're all far too old to believe in ghost stories. Right? *evil grin*
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Anyway, I've been scanning and uploading lots of pictures from Greece on to the Internet - feel free to check them out here.
So, when we were in Greece (we being Haley, Laura and I) we visited the ruins of a place called the Lion's Gate. It was an absolutely beautiful set of ruins, out in the middle of nowhere. As you came through the huge stone archway (aka the gate) there was a small alcove cut out of the rocks on the side. I decided this was very cool, and wanted to crawl in. I asked Haley to take a picture of me - I meant once I was in and turned around, but Haley took it as I was crawling in. Laura made up this wonderful story about how there was a ghost living there (of a soldier, or a barbarian, or some such thing - it had an axe, this I remember) and how Haley had disturbed its eternal rest by taking a photo. Haley doesn't particularily like ghost stories and was a little tiny bit spooked. Laura and I didn't really help as we kept tapping her shoulders when she wasn't looking, and generally trying to spook her. It went well ;) Well we finished looking around the ruins, got back on our bus, and were on our way.
And this is where you would think the story would end. But then it wouldn't be much of a story, and I wouldn't have bothered writing it all out. A couple weeks after we got home, Haley had her photos developped. The photo she had taken of me in the cave was on a roll of black and white film, just for reference. And... well I'll just let you look at the photo....
So, was there a ghost? I guess we'll never really know. Unless of course he hunted Haley down to Edmonton, but that would never happen. Afterall, we're all far too old to believe in ghost stories. Right? *evil grin*
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Anyway, I've been scanning and uploading lots of pictures from Greece on to the Internet - feel free to check them out here.
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