Greece

10…..TEN

Her hair smelled of olives and as she embraced me in front of the hotel, I breathed in deeply. The softly wrinkled olive-smelling woman then waved to us before turning to walk away into the darkness. Earlier that day we boarded a ferry and had spent the afternoon crossing the Mediterranean ocean with a group of elderlyContinue reading “10…..TEN”

9….NINE

The woman at the ticket window rolled her eyes slightly as she slid two of the cheapest ferry tickets under the window. A friend from my painting class was waiting by the dock and walking over to her I ran fingers through my hair, trying to smooth out my blonde pony tail. I was tiredContinue reading “9….NINE”