Yesterday, at 9:30, our plane touched down. After 12 long hours of flying and driving, we had made it.
I’ve mentioned I’m going to be spending the next 3 weeks travelling through Greece, right? Briefly? Long story short: this June is my 18th birthday, my father’s 50th, and my graduation. My parents decided we should celebrate with a final family trip before I move for uni and we can’t organize trips like this. My dad spent a summer working on a boat in Greece when he was younger, so decisions were made and voila- here I am. As someone who’s always been obsessed with Greek history and myth, I was a-ok with the decisions made.