Δευτέρα 29 Ιουλίου 2019






 What do you write on your blog after of months of absence and when you have poured your heart and soul in a letter? In a very personal and extremely private letter that you do not even know if you will find the courage to deliver it to its recipient?
 Answer: You struggle to find inspiration somewhere else. On someone or something that are not related to what you had in your mind so persistently that it demanded being put down on paper. But when you are almost convinced that -for, at least, the time being- all your words have been expressed, then inspiration seems almost unattainable.
 Naturally, it isn't. I am surrounded by 'material' that have roused others to create masterpieces. I could just reply to all the messages I have received, asking about the the whitewashed buildings, the blue domed churches, the red beach, and the most famous of all the astonishing pink sunset. I could write about the rainbow of colors that surround me and stretch wide beyond white. Actually I did scribble something about the sunset but found it too trite to upload.
 After thinking good and hard and letting the phrases flow freely through my pen, i started to understand what this post is about, because as sure as hell it isn't about the beauty or the life here. And I'll be damned if I even note that ''No matter how hard my day has been, seeing the sunset never failed to relax me''. Believe me, it is not true.
 Instead I want to write about the people i have met. Without much thinking they can be divided in three categories: The locals, the tourists, and the people who came for a job. Of course this is a gross generalization but for the purpose of this entry I hope that you will let me get away with it.
 In my five months living here, I got the chance to connect with all of the three aforementioned categories, but the tourists are those who sparked my interest the most. People from all around the world are actually dreaming of vacationing in Santorini their whole lifetime! The majority comes for their honeymoon. Wherever you glance you will see couples. Maybe it is their first trip together, maybe they are on their honeymoon or they are celebrating a major anniversary. For whichever reason they chose this place their looks are almost identical. They have those awe-filled eyes, they are walking hand in hand, they are sitting intertwined in a hug trying to take in all the beauty or they are sipping their drinks admiring the view from the Caldera. All the while filling the air with romance.
 Have you ever felt that? An emotion dominating a space so strongly that you cannot help but sense it encircling you with its power? With couples all around, even the most cynic person will feel the 'love is in the air' kinda vibe.
 As a romantic trying to play it off like a sensible pragmatist, I have no idea how I managed to land myself in one of the places that is dominated by eroticism. Surely life is trying to teach me a lesson I am not ready yet to understand. But I digress, this isn't about me. It is about the people, with their perfect vacation, their perfect love, their perfect place..
 And all this magnificence that needs to be captured in a photograph -several actually-. They will often stop a passerby -a role I am always happy to assume- in order to take a picture. How to immortalize, though, the sparks in their eyes? Can you fit in a picture an 'Instagram worthy' spot and the enchantment between those two people, which is what really lights up the scenery? Is this a too romantic though? Maybe I have been 'exposed' to this idyllic aura for too long.
 You may ask, what makes Santorini so special? Lovers all around the world are behaving the exact same way, especially while on vacation. What is the difference between this island and Venice with its bridge of sighs per se? I really do not know. I haven't been everywhere -although it is on my list- but from my experience thus far, this is the place I have seen the most couples, with a pair of eyes that spark full of love, with hands that cannot stay away from one another, with hearts brimming with adoration and with minds intend on eternal devotion..
 I do not doubt that I will visit even more romantic destinations, but until I do this will be the setting where I feel clashing with the environment when strolling around alone. Of course you do not always need to find your other half. You are complete on your own, but having your wounds kissed by someone who doesn't see them as disasters is a magnificent feeling.
 Still, what about the other tourists? Those who came with friends or family also intending to have the time of their lives? Well, to tell you the truth I was too distracted from all this love and passion to even notice them, I guess there is always the next time.. Till then..
KISSES.
E!