In the three years I have lived in
We started off in
And so here I am, just a couple of months after moving to Thessaloniki from Litochoro, finding myself homesick for that mountain hamlet I barely lived in long enough to find it’s character. It is a weird feeling, being homesick for a place that was home for just a year, a place I knew was temporary. I find myself in a state of some opprobrium for feeling this way – I should be enjoying life in
I do like
Thankfully, it is close enough to visit now and then, and maybe someday we can live there, at least part-time, again. For now, my life there still returns in dreams, and I think I can hear Zeus calling me…calling me home.