One Woman. Every Country. Around The World.
During a week of sun, I’d been in that village and made a handful of connections, but that snowy day when I’d intended to leave, I got to find the whole village come alive with coffee, Zivinia, desserts and cigarette-accompanied stories...
“I took you because I was looking for adventure. I like this kind of thing. Doing the unplanned. Going with the flow. Thank you for letting me drive you here, but now I have to go.” He thanked me for letting him give me a ride. The true Cypriot spirit...
Two flags. One city. The capital city at that. Turkey. Greece. North Nicosia. South Nicosia. Cypriots. Greeks. Turks. Blue. Green. Nikosia. Lefkosia. Cyprus. Another country divided by powerful outside forces.
We’d watched flamingos feast in Larnaca's salt lake, joined a tour of local art stores and pottery shops, stopped for lunch, and found a pirate’s ship in the marina. After all the walking, we thought a quick break back at our ‘treehouse’ would be a good idea. Later we’d go for dinner: A 'see you later' celebration...
The Tomb of the Kings, the birthplace of Aphrodite, colorful beach huts and cool sea breezes. Welcome to Cyprus.
