![]() ![]() ![]() Maybe life is a juicy orange with fresh yogurt and honey and a nap at 3:00 because the heat has made you sleepy. Maybe these Greek islanders have it all figured out. Maybe the 9-5 daily rush, so that we can be successful and drive the nicest car and eat sushi on Tuesday nights isn’t what life is all about. Things are slow, ripe, fresh, and deliciously relaxed. Sounds float with the rustle of the olive trees. Traffic moves with the speed of a tractor carrying a goat on the back. Meals aren’t pre-made so that they can quickly be served. ![]() In this place, there is no reason to hurry. Eating a tangy olive thick with oil and sprinkled with oregano, sipping a glass of simple table wine brought that morning by a local farmer while watching the afternoon sunlight bounce off the white cliffs that sweep into the turquoise sea, or feeling the softness of a kitten that sits on your feet beneath your table as you linger over a 3 hour lunch. People so open and generous, we did not encounter one unkind soul, one rude person, one cross word from anyone in almost 2 weeks. Something small and sweet to make you feel welcomed. It’s about the tiny gifts like a simple plate of watermelon, some grapes, a basket of oranges, a bite of lemon cake, a sip or amaretto. That is the beauty of these Greek islands. It’s a slang word that means “chilling” but carries with it the notion to live simply, to enjoy the smallest things like a smooth white stone on the beach, sitting still and watching the waves, sipping a glass of wine with the one you love, with no rush, no worry, no sense of time or future obligations. A delightful Greek phrase that basically means the small joys of life. ![]()
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