11 days, 11 hours, 41 minutes

I want to taste your food.

I want to hear your language.

I want to experience your culture.

Greece, I will be there soon, and I anticipated your beautiful scenes will take my breathe away. This I will not ignore and I will soak in like a sponge, of this you can be sure.

But to be honest, there is a deep inner fear creeping up under my excitement. A fear that YOU have intentions outside of what my intentions are for this trip. Intentions that are outside of my control. Everything in me wants to ignore these intentions of yours, but I have a feeling some things are unavoidable.