Today I learned to dress like my Greek friends. Both men and women wore clothing made from a big piece of cloth. It was pinned at the shoulders, then had a belt around the waist. Rich people wore colored clothes, but the poor people wore plain tunics. Women's tunics were longer than men's. Most clothing was made by female slaves, but I made my own today.
I'm glad that I don't have to stay here and eat Greek food. They eat olives and figs, and I don't like them. I really don't want to eat Black Soup like the Spartans. Boiled pigs' legs, blood, salt and vinegar?!!? No way!