The day I joined the olive harvest in Crete!
Olive harvest! That's right! I did it – or at least I tried! And, while I am from Kalamata – a city known for its olive oil of excellent quality – it was in Crete, Heraklion where I first experienced the
She made me promise that I would return soon. Easy. I had already promised the same to myself - the day before when leaving the camp at OXY. That is the hard part when leaving; Knowing that you could have
I'm there. Still there. While physically I am back in Athens, I've left my heart in Lesvos. After a week on the island, each time I lay down to sleep I recall two images - two powerful images I've got