We decided to spend a good chunk of sabbatical time in Greece. Yes! And although we are spending mornings slowly enjoying a good cup of coffee, evenings in the local tavernas, afternoons at the beach, and drinking wine and ouzo, we are not only living the life of a tourist. We opted for an apartment on the mainland, where the Greeks go for vacation, and for living the life of a local. It is the most relaxing, rejuvenating and restful as we put our lives back home on hold.
Local vegetable stands selling the freshest tomatoes, peaches, watermelon and peppers. They really do taste better here. It must be the sun, the care and the importance placed on eating well! There are also the crazy drivers, who risk life and limb to gain a spot in traffic, to get to that vegetable stand first. The stops at the beach at sunset, because the temperature is so hot, and why not stand out in the water and catch up with friends before ending the day.
I am able to embrace not only the heritage that is mine, but learn to understand more deeply the sense of belonging that I am honored to have in both cultures, Greek and American. Greece is a beautiful metaphor on embracing the past and the future, work and play, urgency and patience. The elements rule here, as they always have. Embracing the elements. Another lesson learned.