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Switzerland stopover successes: bought a ton of chocolate; ate a pot of melted cheese with truffles; drank champagne at the bar where James Joyce and Albert Einstein used to drink (and champagne by the glass was first-ever offered). | Switzerland fail: didn’t find a guy to marry with a Swiss bank account.

I came to Crete 3 years ago. Rented a house in the countryside that was too big for just me, in a village that was just 5 houses, a church, a stray dog and a lot of sheep. It was a long-held dream of mine to live on a Greek island, something I had plastered my walls with posters of when I was younger. And then, there I was, living inside the dream, but it was nothing like I had imagined. I learned a lot about myself in those two months in my mountain village, things that I can’t really articulate. Like how to really be alone. How to find your way. How to ask for help. I arrived on the island thinking I knew everything, and left it feeling stripped bare, but stronger for it. I talk a lot about how places can change you. How being uncomfortable shifts your world. I’m back on Crete and 3 years ago feels like both yesterday and a lifetime. The island both familiar and foreign. It’s been a difficult week, for reasons I won’t get into, and will instead just say my heart is heavy. But Crete also knows how to heal. It’s been stormy here the past few days, which feels appropriate. I feel the winds of change in the air. The past 3 years since that first Crete trip have been personally and professionally challenging, but this morning it feels like I’ve put bookends around that era. I’ve been stripped bare again. The storms stopped last night, just in time for me to leave. I know I’ll be back to Crete, and those winds will keep blowing, changing direction.

Just doing my duty as a responsible traveller by seeking out iconic street foods from local shops wherever I go. This pork gyro admittedly isn’t from the Crete gyros place named on @urbanadventures’ 2020 #streetfood50 list, but it was still damn delicious. #localsknow #urbanadventures #uaconf20 #athens #greece_travel @athensurbanadventures

It’s my first day back in Athens for #uaconf20 and I’m reminded of (a) how much I absolutely bloody love Greece ❤️; and (b) how lucky I am to work with people like these, true friends who are genuinely happy to reunite and won’t blink twice at another round of wine. 🍷 . . . #localsknow #urbanadventures #greece_travel @urbanadventures @athensurbanadventures @thessalonikiurbanadventures @creteurbanadventures @santorini_urban_adventures

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