Three weeks ago today, I left my beloved Thassos island to return to America. The day I left Aliki, it was so early it was still dark. Looking back from the ferry, Thassos was just a silhouette, and my thoughts drifted back to June 1st, the day I first boarded it en route to Thassos. I … Continue reading Thassos in Flames
(Or less melodramatically known as, “The Day I Swam Alone Around the Peninsula”) There were three beaches in Alyki that we frequented, when we weren’t studiously working on our writing (ahem), called Beach 1, 2, and 3. Our workshop leader introduced us to the beaches in this way, but it took me nearly three weeks to … Continue reading The Day I Almost Died Swimming
They Call Me Fushilou 