Akira: The Good Life

I wake to the sound of the ocean. Of the waves pulling across the sand. I get two lovely meals a day, one of which is 4 course. There's a waiter at the bar who knows me and he smiles very kindly. The entire wait staff is fun, I do not feel bothered by them and wish they could sit and chat during dinner. The island is small enough to not get lost. Wandering is leisure. Sitting is relaxation. Life is good.

I finally feel at ease. I do not feel so boxed-in. The atmosphere of Rhodes is my brand of enjoyable. I like the closeness, the smallness without being claustrophobic. I feel as though I can let out my held breath and rest.

I have so much I wish to do before we leave in a few short days. I want to meander the streets again--this time, while the shops are open. I want to go to the aquarium and spend time with the Greek fishies. I want to lay in the surf and bathe in the rain and smile at Turkey and just feel the emotions and sensations and pulsations of my own body.

Life is good when you can finally tune in to your soul.

Rhodes is lovely. I wish this could be the final destination. I hate to taint this beauty, this calm that has over-come my body, with the oppression of Athens. Once I return, I will be more than content to head home.