Opa! Spring Break in Greece

In the blink of an eye Spring Break has come and gone. As I write this, I can still feel the sea breeze whipping my hair, the smell of falafel, and the braying of the donkeys, and I am certain that these memories will be carried with me for the rest of my life. I just returned from nine days in Greece, where I travelled to Athens, Santorini, and Mykonos with four friends. I only knew one person on the trip going into it, but quickly became close with the other people who joined, and as time progressed it felt as if we had known one another for as long as we could remember. We began in Athens, where I had been years earlier on a high school trip. I took a trip down memory lane as I led my new friends to a hill overlooking the city below the Acropolis, which I had visited as an 18-year-old. The next morning we woke up bright and early and took a seven-hour ferry to arrive in Santorini. Though the ferry ride was grueling, the destination was more than worth the trek. If heaven exists on Earth, it is certainly the lush and rolling hills, white- and blue-painted countryside and peaceful winds of Santorini. After two nights in Santorini, we journeyed to the sister island of Mykonos, where we stayed for the duration of the trip. We went to the beach, danced, endured our rental car breaking down three times, fed stray cats, and tried Greek foods without a worry in the world. My experiences in Greece exceeded my wildest dreams, and I can’t thank the people on my trip or the people of Greece enough for one of my best weeks yet.