Every place has its own distinct energy.
That’s what I realise every time I travel. The time before departing is a blurr of points on to-do lists, but once on the go, the head clears. When at the final destination, things shift.
The iconic White Tower of Thessaloniki
Something happens when you are removed from a context and placed between brackets in a different setting…
Sunset view from Nea Paralia, Thessaloniki
Nea Paralia, Thessaloniki, for a late afternoon walk with my bestie
Salaries are nut low, prices are high…
My recent sojourn in Greece unfolded like the petals of a budding rose, leaving me an after-taste of harmony and warmth.
My flying yoga carpet…
A fresh salad each
I caught myself living almost exclusively in the present tense and enjoying practically every single moment…
The Saturday market in our old hoods, is still going strong
That does not mean I was cut off from reality, but for a bit less than three weeks I was on the receiving end of a friendly wave of energy that gently washed over me, from top to toe.
At the bottom line I have a surplus of precious impressions to hold on to and to share…The interaction of family and friends with culture and beautiful nature produced something really memorable; my mental pantry has been replenished for the coming winter.