I came back from my studies in1999. From 1995 to 1999 I travelled to the UK, Amsterdam, Paris and Italy.
And then a long pause. A ten year pause. I never set my foot to an airport except to pick up a friend who was coming. Hundreds of airplanes were coming and going. Thousands of traveller's were travelling. And I had problems. Financial problems usually. I could not travel. And then, in an instant, I decided it again.
It made me want more.
2010. June. My travels start with the two horse farms. Skyros was the best.
2010. October. Italy. Not for four days, but for two months.
The reason I need to write all this is that I need to remind myself where I was and where I am. All the long years I did not even realise how much I love to travel. All the years I believed it was not my heart's desire. I need to remind myself. I need to promise myself I will never leave her aside for so long.
2011 is a new year. I have come back to draw the strength to leave again. And it will be dedicated to travelling.