Greeklish

This summer, some friends and I were talking it up, and before we knew it, we mounted a conversational chariot and drove right into the Mount Olympus-sized topic of Greek culture. Oh, we spoke of The Iliad, the Adriatic Sea, gyros, the Trojan horse, ionic columns, bronzed skin, the Cyclops, hummus, the usual. We ruminated over how the heck Zeus bore Athena from his head by himself.

Then, with a straight face, I informed everyone that the only difference between the Greek and English written languages is the font. I had the distinct pleasure of being taken seriously for at least seven seconds before I laughed aloud out of fear that a large eagle would come down and start devouring someone's liver.