Looking back on our childhood and teenage summers, I remember big groups of people, from different places and different countries, sitting together for endless hours at the seaside while diving, playing rackets, gaining exotic tanning. No concerns! I remember big tables being set, I hear laughter, I hear songs, I smell Kakavia – special soup with fishes, very deliciously made by my mum and aunt-I count the hours until we, the children, digest and be able to get back into the sea. Run and swim! Get washed under the hose or under the barrel (sustainability has always been part of our lives 😊), late afternoons with donuts (loukoumades) and evenings with lanterns for crabs or, much later, dates at the disco…
Over the years, many friends returned and sought to find the old friends to revive all those good times spent at the beach, bringing with them not only nostalgia and joy but also longing to introduce this place to the new comers brought with them. A lot has changed… I won’t argue about it … and I’m not one of those people who expects life on the island to stop where I left it: in these years of carefreeness. I like that there are changes because we all came back changed ourselves! I close my eyes and think of all those summers… What colors, how much simplicity… What smells! Gosh, what a beauty! What a “dowry” is this one that we carry with us!!!
The years of carelessness has passed but one thing remains the same… Our island… its beauty… its light, its mountains and its crystal blue sea…
So, I dive once more deeply into the deep blue seabed and think “after all paradise is here!”
Happy diving,
Thasitissa
