Waking up in friends’ (new friends at that) home after two nights spent in a hostel was a delight. We lounged. We drank drip coffee. We went for a walk around town. We ate a late lunch outside. We went for another walk. We sat by the sea. We went to a cafe and sipped on Mithos and downed an obligatory shot of raki before we went back ‘home’ to watch a movie. It was everything I envisioned a day in a little Greek village to be.
