The one where I find where I came from, and that my real name is Crista Gouvestis?

The past few days have been the most insane and best of my life thus far. I never imagined I would be so lucky as to find a family thousands of miles from home, who have wondered about the Coven (Gouvestis) family in America for years, but have never lost hope that we were still there and would contact them one day.
Sabre and I had the adventure of a lifetime. I am in the posses of writing the entire thing in length and detail. But (sorry for those of you who are not Covens) I would like to tell this story in person to the people whom it matters most to. So after I get home I will post the whole story, with pictures, but for now I will only sketch out a few tidbits of the adventure including a list of whom I met and how they are related to me.

The beginning of the trip included a bus ride twice as long as expected. Consequently it also included the search for a hotel in Andritsena.

Our search for food went like this: We wandered aimlessly into a café and an old man looked at us as though we were crazy, seeing how he spoke no English, I said “Yassas” a common term for hello, good bye and generally, I come in peace. I used some childlike sign language meaning hunger, food and please and he directed us to a restaurant up the hill.

I was told everyone had died in my family.

We met a Greek man (Fotios) in Koufopoulo who lived in Canada for 15 years, he became our tour guide. He also had great pears and an abundance of coca cola to offer us.

My Great Uncle did not believe us at first, but once he did loved me he was very very happy.

There are demon cats living in Koufolopu. Along with angry donkeys.

I met member of the family named Ageliki who was very mad that I had not been taught Greek (as translated by Fotios). Fotios yelled back at her that she should have learned English to talk to me. She had great chocolate to give us.

We met a wonderful aunt-cousin-person who spoke some English, and was in charge of distracting us why the wonderful amazing Theodora made us dinner.

Theodora is a WONDERFUL AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING embroiderer. She gave me a beautiful tablecloth; you will have to see it to believe me fully.

We drank wine made by Panagiotis, it was a blush color and was very good. They mixed theirs with coke a cola, we didn’t. Sabre also had some beer, which she has learned she no longer likes. I have officially converted her to a wine connoisseur!

We made it back in time. 
You will have to come to my power point presentation once I get home, or if you are unavailable for that you can wait until after and I will post the entire story after that.

List of Family:

Neranzo Coven (Tzavellas) (sister to John Coven) (Deceased)
- Married Giorgos Tzavellas
        - Panagiotis Tzavellas—Met at dinner
                        -Sofia
                        -Giogeo
        -Theodora Tzavella (Korkoli)--- Made us dinner, Great Embroiderer, So happy she almost cried upon meeting me
                        - John (Yionnis)
                        - Varbara (Barbara) Korkoli--- English speaking daughter who lead us around, and who lives most the year in Athens.
        - Evagellos Tzavellas—“Uncle” first family member I met, lived in Austrailia for some time and knows some, very broken English that he hasn’t used since 1973, Lives in another town in winter.
                        - Neranzo / Giorgos
                        - Christina / Nikolaos
        - Angeliki Tzavella (Karapiperi)—Old (80 years approx. she’s not even sure) speaks no English, and was very unhappy to learn John did not make his entire family learn Greek. Never leaves her house, Forties buys her groceries brings her pension check etc.
                        - Nikolaos
                        - Giogos
                        - Periklis
                        - Christos