With no tourism, islands that almost no one knows exist.
200-something inhabitants, a single paved road that takes you from the port up to the highest point of the island, a single gas station that is open 2 hours per day, 4 or 5 restaurants on each island, one bakery, maybe a couple of places to have coffee, no afterlife to speak of (but very strangely enough one of the islands has an afterhours club the size of a small home, which is the only place to go party, I won't be doing any of that though but I might just check it out because I find that so weird).
I can't wait to forget that the mental asylum (that is the rest of the western world, but mostly Canada/USA) exists.
Maybe for a second, just to experience the contrast, I'll remember something that someone in Canada said or did. Maybe it'll be the slouched and nervous jittery guy waiting in line at the convenience store to buy ketchup chips, who keeps frantically looking behind him to see if anyone is staring at him. Maybe it'll be that neurotic 5/10 "polyglot" Maghrebi influencer guy who thinks he's charismatic because he can strike up conversations with random passersby (always female, of course), ask them what their ethnic background is, and then attempt to "wow" them with the three lines he memorized in the language they just so happen to speak — the actual purpose of the entire channel being to collect "wow how are you so smooth bro" comments from unable-to-read-roomcels. Or maybe it'll be that 29 year old girl at work who started crying when you jokingly told her on November 10th that Halloween was over, when she came into work with her Count Dracula-inspired outfit.
Anyway, you'll remember, if only for a moment, that these constructs (probably not even real people) exist. But then the waves of the Aegean sea remind you they just as easily might not. So you drown them out and move on to new beginnings.
200-something inhabitants, a single paved road that takes you from the port up to the highest point of the island, a single gas station that is open 2 hours per day, 4 or 5 restaurants on each island, one bakery, maybe a couple of places to have coffee, no afterlife to speak of (but very strangely enough one of the islands has an afterhours club the size of a small home, which is the only place to go party, I won't be doing any of that though but I might just check it out because I find that so weird).
I can't wait to forget that the mental asylum (that is the rest of the western world, but mostly Canada/USA) exists.
Maybe for a second, just to experience the contrast, I'll remember something that someone in Canada said or did. Maybe it'll be the slouched and nervous jittery guy waiting in line at the convenience store to buy ketchup chips, who keeps frantically looking behind him to see if anyone is staring at him. Maybe it'll be that neurotic 5/10 "polyglot" Maghrebi influencer guy who thinks he's charismatic because he can strike up conversations with random passersby (always female, of course), ask them what their ethnic background is, and then attempt to "wow" them with the three lines he memorized in the language they just so happen to speak — the actual purpose of the entire channel being to collect "wow how are you so smooth bro" comments from unable-to-read-roomcels. Or maybe it'll be that 29 year old girl at work who started crying when you jokingly told her on November 10th that Halloween was over, when she came into work with her Count Dracula-inspired outfit.
Anyway, you'll remember, if only for a moment, that these constructs (probably not even real people) exist. But then the waves of the Aegean sea remind you they just as easily might not. So you drown them out and move on to new beginnings.
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