My Road To Happiness

I haven’t finished writing about my trip yet but the Greek sections are more or less complete. I read them over the other day and realized I don’t have too much more to relate in terms of events. Next project is describing my one day in Paris.

Looking back on the experience, I would go again. I loved the walk-ability of the village. I enjoyed a few of the residents I met greatly and would love to meet more when I return. Then of course, there’s the beach!

It was a really relaxing place and I can see going for 2 weeks and really letting all the kinks in my shoulder really work themselves out.

What to do about the tourists. Well, I think I’ll either rent a villa with a courtyard and SkyTV or I’ll have to come up with the money to stay at the Melenos Lindos again. That way I can spend the days pretty much as I did this year I’d have breakfast and later a coffee at Giorgos, explore the island or lay on the beach during the day and nice dinners out, then retire to my private apartment / hotel room and avoid the stupid twats drinking themselves off their faces.

I also think that next time I won’t rent a car for the whole time. It’s easy enough to rent cars in Lindos proper so I think I’ll explore the island next time on a day by day basis. I really should get out and see the rest of the island next time. Alex assures me there are many other places for me to see (and eat at!) that I’d probably like better than Lindos, at night, at the height of the tourist season.

I’d love it if I could convince one of my friends to come with me but I won’t be holding my breath for that. I really do understand all the reasons people can’t go with me. When I was married, I was asked to kick in for a share at the Jersey shore with my single girlfriend. I couldn’t imagine explianing to my ex that I was spending $2,500 on a share at a Jersey flop house he’d rather die than stay in. I get that most of my friends are spending time / money on their families. Still, I like these people and it’s a shame we can’t do everything we need to do. If I’m going to be there for 2 weeks, maybe I’ll take the dog. I have to weigh if that would be good for him or not. That flight’s one heck of a long time for him to spend in a kennel.

In the end, Greece was a good experience. I choose to cut myself a break a bit on the vague discomfort I felt while there b/c I was on my own, overseas, for the first time. I think it’s only natural that it would seem a bit strange to me.

Perhaps what I’ll do next time is also give a few days over to exploring the other islands. Crete is nearby. That could be amazing. I’d like to give it one more go before I make a final decision on whether or not Greece is for me.