Raging bushfires burned behind the mountains, Helicopters with water-bombs flew up above, and the beach packed with tourists.
We arrived on one of the hottest days being 38 degrees. So what else do you do on a Greek island in that heat, with absolute legends but hit a beach club.
Its Ellen. Shes back. Shes drunk. Shes hungry. After whipping out the friendship card, I rolled out of bed and onto the street with her (I’m still in my pyjamas btw).
Streets with no cars, palm trees engulfing sidewalks, timber beach bars on the waterline, and restaurants with some of the most delicious food I have ever eaten.
Then a wee 2 day break, which really only gives us time to make the beds and yet somehow we managed to fit in - a night out with the crew, plenty of ocean swims via the tender, a cheeky wakeboarding session (which I’m still sore from), a shopping spree, and oh, did I mention? WE BOOKED SAIL CROATIA!
The Ocean, Travel, Nature, Personal Transformation, Poetry, All things colourful, The blessing of life. I find my deepest well of inspiration simply in the process of creating something out of nothing.
Believe it or not I had this typed and ready to post on Sunday.. Let fate have it that I ran out of internet and its now Tuesday haha. Also, we thought the guests were arriving on Thursday and there’s Ellen and I lapping up the sun, tanning, swimming, overindulging, only to find out on Sunday they actually arrive tonight. TUESDAY.