If you had a year off from your life and could go anywhere, where would it be? Would you go one place for a year, or twelve places…one country each month for twelve months? Would you stay in one country and experience as much as you could? Or would you see new places, meet new people, and try new foods in as many new locations as you possibly could?
As I sit here dreaming about what a year abroad would be like, these are the questions I ask myself (along with…how would we afford it, how would we get visas and the right shots and what would we do with our pets, etc. etc. etc.) Just the idea, the mere thought that we could venture out of our comfort zones and spend time seeing the world gives me the goosebumps. If it gives you the goosebumps, that means you should do it, right?
Our first adventure is going to be Greece and Sardinia this summer…then maybe we’ll start thinking about if we could REALLY do a year abroad. I mean, that’s kind of crazy, right? Right??
In July, we’ll be in Santorini, Naxos, Mykonos, and Athens…and then on to Sardinia for a road trip. Flying from Hawaii all the way to Europe is no easy feat. We have to fly from Hawaii to LAX, with a 3 hour layover, on to London with another layover, then Thira where we land at midnight. Needless to say, it’s a lot of travel, and a lot of money, to fly alllll the way there. In the end, I know it will be worth every second and every penny spent.
I first went to Greece when I was 17 years old, the summer after I graduated high school. I went with my Norwegian friends who visited Greece yearly. We stayed in a party town in Crete and did just that… beach all day, drink/dance all night, sleep in late and do it all over again. We were there for two weeks and although I met amazing people, ate AMAZING food, swam in the Mediterranean as the sun was rising, and loved every minute of it, I regretted not seeing more of this beautiful country while I was there. I guess that’s what happens when you are young and naive. Missing out on the history and culture was something I regretted for years.
Fast forward to a few months after my college graduation and I found myself visiting my Norwegian friend again and taking a last-minute flight back to Crete, Greece. This time with less partying in mind and more adventure. We stayed in Crete and visited the beaches, the cute little towns, went on a boat ride, snorkeled, met wonderful people, ate the delicious food again and even took a ferry to the island of Thira to see Santorini. I fell in love with the white and blue buildings, the Caldera and the crystal blue waters as we toured around the city of Oia. We only had one day in this city, but I dreamt about going back and waking up to those views, sipping coffee from a rooftop in the morning sunshine.
Fast forward AGAIN and I’ve officially talked my husband into going back with me to do just that. We’ll be staying in Imerovigli for a few nights to get a way from the crowds a bit, then in Oia for a few nights, then onto Naxos to really get away from the crowds after the craziness of tourist season in Oia. After a few nights in Naxos we’ll head to Mykonos, then onto Athens before we depart for Sardinia.
I go to sleep thinking about those white and blue buildings, and wake up smiling – imagining Caldera views and delicious Greek food. Today marks exactly 3 months until we venture off on our little excursion, hopping from island to island, finishing the trip in my favorite country in the world, Italy. I can’t believe we get to go back to Italy after being there last summer as well. Life is amazing.
Life on our island is great, I can only hope island life over there is just as wonderful as I remember it….