Me and my darling sister explored a bit around the hill, reminiscing the times we were primary school students, chasing each other around the church during summer school holidays. Funny how it feels like it was only yesterday, but it’s been more than fifteen years since!
The temperatures were high (my poor body went through an intense shock these days and I am so happy I have a bag full of white tanks), so we found a place to get some rest and have some tea, before following our way back home. Byzantium castle of Servia
There was a wooden bench with a table just under the castle, in between the trees, so we sat there for a while, trying to cool down. My sister showed me her latest choreography- she is among many a salsa instructor and choreographer- that she has been preparing for a show she is organising at the end of the month. We chatted about all sort of things and then decided to go back home as we had to meet a few relatives before our trip to the South. Byzantium castle of Servia
Having only two days to spent with my parents was a bit emotional, a bit stressful (and very nostalgic), but I got used to being independent and living abroad by now, so even though it was a short period of time I am grateful for every minute we spent together 🙂