Off to Greece

Some might call it stupid, blogging about going away for a week, but since this only applies to myself and not the rest of the family I see no immediate threat in telling you about the trip I am going on, starting tomorrow.

It all began 4 years ago when I took my son, then 7 years old, to the USA to visit my parents, during the time when they were planning on retiring and becoming Florida residents in their late years. We had a lovely trip he and I, and it became one of those great memories for him, that he still talks about from time to time. The reason that I only took my son with me was that my daughter, then 5 years old, was a bit too young I thought to appreciate the long trip, plus I wasn't too confident in taking responsibility over two kids on a trip like that. It was the first trip I made on my own as a parent.

So my daughter stayed at home that time, but I promised her that I would do a similar trip with her when she was 7 years old. Now, things didn't quite turn out the way I had planned it. First off, my parents sold the house two years later, and decided to not become Florida Old People so our natural destination kind of disappeared. Secondly a lot of other things happened in my life that made it difficult to find a suitable time for a journey of that magnitude. I mean it's not like going on a weekend trip to London or Paris. You need to clear at least 10 days or preferably a fortnight in your schedule to pop over the pond.

But this year, when Marie and my vacations where planned and carved in stone we noticed that I would have an entire week all by myself when she had gone back to work, so suddenly I saw an opportunity to repay my debt to my daughter and take her on that trip.

Since one week is bit short to go all the way to the States I figured that a regular charter to Greece would be just what we both needed. So I set it all up, surprised her one afternoon in June with the news and here we are now, only a few hours away from maing the trip that she has been waiting for and longing for for over 4 years. I am so excited and I know she is too.

We are going to a little village called Platanias, on the Island of Crete, south east of the Greek main land. From what I heard it's a nice little place and it turns out that Marie was there when she was ounger together with her parents, which is kind of fun.

I will be sure to post more info about our trip as soon as we get home and hopefully together with a lot of pictures.

So as they say in Greece (if they speak english that is); See you on the other side!

/ Andy