
You guys probably remember the post I wrote a few months ago about my vacation plan, and how very important it is to enjoy the meaning of joie de vivre, saving for something "big", let's think of it as a life present. Well, I am still going strong with my dream vacay to Greece. I haven't let go of the dream yet. In fact, this week at work I took a little break from the 9-5 daily grind and started researching the numerous islands of Greece, picturing myself not in my temporary cubicle (oh, heavens no), but surrounded by beautiful, white-washed houses nestled in mountain cliffs, jutting out like white building blocks from the crystal blue waters of the Aegean -- enjoying my barrel, yes barrel, of olives (ever since I was a kid I couldn't get enough of them, but we'll save that story for another time).
And there it was...I found my island. My beautiful little island of Santorini. Though it is touristy, there was something about it that captivated me. Perhaps it was the story of it's violent birth from a volcano, or its beautiful landscape -- I'm not sure. But Santorini is my goal...
"Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe..."
-Anatole France