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Life On An Island

September 15, 2014

If this is not a metaphor for life, then I don’t know what this is. This or the universe showing us stuff on and on again. What we like, what we don’t like… What we feel… What we feel!

I think I could leave it all on the continent and move on the island.

walking on sunshine
Walking on sunshine

Just forget about the whole everyday madness, the crowded places, the anxiousness of the city, the roads people wander rapidly on without even knowing exactly why, the disappointments, you’re used to overthinking. And go to a beautiful island where you can take it one day at a time. Stop for a second. Start feeling rather than overthinking, yes, but rather than thinking, too.

one day
1 day

Working, I’m not saying otherwise. But differently. Have the most beautifully lit bar on the beach, the most friendly people around, fun, delicious food, great music and happy thoughts only in our free minds. Ha! Happy feelings in our stomachs.

It’s not about the job. I love what I do. It’s not about the family and friends, I love them (obviously), too. But just for a brief moment here, I’m dreaming of living in the coziest house on the beach, next to the love of my life. And we have that.

I’m writing this while on the ferryboat that takes us from Skiathos back to the continent and I cannot stop staring back at the island and dream. Of a totally different life from the one in the city, the one I have, always, wanted myself to have. Or, at least, I thought I did. Is this for real or is this sad idea of leaving the vacation temporary home that’s rumbling through my stomach? The island…?

don't want to leaaaaave
I don’t want to leaaaaave.

You see, sometimes, you meet someone and, very subtly, your life starts to head in a new direction, one that feels true to you, one that makes you.

Skiathos came to become more than I’d expected it to be. I had no expectations. Jumped I to say. We made some plans, where to go, what to do and see, but life had another dream for us. Yesterday was our last day on the island and we realised we didn’t even get to Lalaria, the most famous beach in Skiathos, to Skopelos – the island where Mamma Mia was shot, to Windmill (a popular place to eat in the town) and I didn’t get to do water yoga. All because of the coziness we felt at the hotel – that had the name of a princess – we stayed in and we’re not even that type of tourists.

I'm looking at you
Hey you.

We did most of the things we planned on the first days: rode the boat, ate in town by the tripadvisor.com rankings, did a lot of sightseeing. Then we, kind of without even realising, slipped into the coolest mood lately. Sometimes, all you have to do is just go with the flow (?!?!?)… 

The breakfast was fully enjoyed, every morning, along with the view over the sea, the chocolate crêpe and the beautiful people in the restaurant. Rania, Christina and Yani, hello! I told you! And off to the beach or pool we went. It’s paradise.

When it got too hot, straight from the sunbed, off into the car we jumped and marvelled at the surroundings. No plans, no nothing. The road was our guide to the wildest beaches, through the most beautiful pine forests that smelled like I wish I could attach the scent of it to these words, with views that took our breath away.

this is the way
This is the way
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We formed our little, magical universe in the hotel and its splendid islandish surrounding areas. So, at night, we didn’t even bother to get out in town, we just stayed in and it was perfect. The hotel’s à la carte Italian fusion restaurant turned out to be the best place to eat in Skiathos, that is if you want to take a break, for a night, from Greek food. Yum and yum. The other restaurant at the hotel had a chef’s table which came to become one of my favourite spots of the holiday. The chef was great, hence the food was, too, and so was the staff. Ha! You again!

It was a full moon on the last night. I cannot even put into words the mixed feelings… 

how can I make this moment last forever?
How can I make this moment last forever?

Well, I’ll try. My eyes weren’t dry the morning we left, at 6am, to catch the ferryboat I’m writing this from.

the sunrise over Skiathos as we leave :(
And the sun is up again… over Skiathos

Oh baby, baby, please…

Aaand… I’m back. Back, back. On my arrival, dad told me: Aww, my chocolate is back! Dad, sometimes, calls me chocolate when I get my sun-kissed tan.

Yeah, I should be on holidays more!, I replied. To get the whole tan on the planet, hence loads of kisses from the sun and by tan I mean the whole aforementioned experience and by sun I mean you know what I mean.

You should! It’s only up to you…, dad told me.

So, what is it that we feel?