On Greek Time

You know all those different ways we define ourselves? Introvert/extrovert, type A or type B? Loud or quiet? Well I definitely see myself as more the wound-tight type rather than the laid-back sort. I like "plans," knowing exactly what is on the agenda for the day to come and when everything is going to happen. Even on our sailing holiday I kept the little brochure of our schedule handy, checking it nightly to see where we were headed next (and yes, researching each a bit before we even left home). But being in Greece, on a boat, on holiday, definitely forced me to relax a little in probably the best way. Ask for your bill at the end of your meal and you often found yourself waiting for another twenty minutes; not ignored since your waiter will stop by a few times bringing you complimentary shots and seeing if everything is ok, but unhurried. It's the sort of holiday that says, "don't worry so much, moments are meant to be savored." Linger in your seat watching the sun dip below the water. Let your hair air-dry, your skin go make-up free, and your most complicated piece of clothing be a strappy sandal. I think I could get used to being on "Greek time" (or perhaps just holiday time) and my glittery watch even matched the crystal-clear waters. An accessory that was definitely more fashion than function on this trip!