Today is the anniversary of my friends Rena and Prokopis’ wedding in Athens. Interestingly enough, I ran into Prokopis today in Brandon of all places so I got to wish him well in person. This photo was taken in Athens on their wedding day and I was there.
Twenty-six years ago, I struggled to make the decision to attend the wedding, unsure that I could actually afford it, and a bit nervous about traveling by myself to such a faraway place. That is when the travel bug bit though. I have never really looked back—it is the one bug I don’t mind having bit me. Traveling alone was such a novel thing for me back then. The trip to Greece though was phenomenal.
I went earlier than Rena due to a glitch in wedding dates and a federal election that postponed the big day for a week. I traveled around to Skyros and Santorini. I feel madly in love with traveling. I discovered all kinds of things about myself, including that I did not really ever suffer from the vices Twain mentions above. Of course, traveling has only accentuated the broad-mindedness I had.
The second photo is of me in Santorini, learning to breathe deeply, explore greatly, and learn passionately. What a blast that trip was!
Happy Anniversary, Rena and Prokopis! Thanks for the memories.
Peace,
Suzanne
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