My beautiful new home

It's all new. I live in a place which is not mine, but is becoming mine slowly. Here, I don't have to pay rent. Here there is a relationship which I tried to end but is too strong to dissolve. Me and my man are setting new rules, new foundations. This is what I asked for after all. A loving relationship. This man supports me in whatever decision I make. There is trust. Three days in Athens. Three days of reconcilliation.

Tomorrow is Monday. I will start looking for a job.

I look back at what I did and I'm proud. Two months in Italy. Tuscania, Assisi, Viterbo, Rome. Living with Italians. Tasting the food. Working really hard until I crashed. This trip showed me a lot. Next time I will travel lighter. Next time I will go to a place which requires less work. Next time I will have money to last me. For a week, for a month, for as long as it takes. Now I know it's not that easy to find a job abroad.

It was snowing yesterday. White fluffy snow. Zero temperature. Very unusual for Greece. but in by heart there is warmth. About making the right decision. About being in an emotionally warm place.

My journey continues here in Greece. I have a lot to learn and I have a lot to remember.

Meanwhile, I am perfecting my skills in making pizza and foccacia, eating chocolate with peperoncino and drinking Jim's homemade limoncello. Italy is here, in our plates and taste. Narrating stories from the olive harvest and Rome and everything I did. It's a very creative process. And one thing I realise is that every country gives you something to take home. Some kind of knowledge and some kind of air. Sharing all these is irreplaceable and wonderful!

Thanks for being here my beloved friends. Thanks for being here my beloved self.