Greece was one of my travel bucket lists. It finally happened last March. The vibe of Greek mythology was everywhere. It was fascinating.
Unfortunately, the pathway to the ancient historical sites wasn’t disabled-friendly. Still, I had a goal. I made it to the Acropolis Hill and sat by the foot of the Parthenon. It was a struggle, but I made it. It’s like letter-writing; there is no pressure to write. Just do it when able. The group of people I was with was way ahead of me when I went up to the Acropolis. I was slow because I had to be sure that I won’t slip while pushing my walker/wheelchair to the top. My letter-writing has been slow lately. I’ve been battling with depression and anxiety right before we traveled. That’s the thing, though. Being slow doesn’t mean I can’t do it. I climbed Acropolis, slowly, and made it. I may write slow and delayed, but my letters still arrive. For me, it was an accomplishment. It gave me happy endorphins!
How do I even write about the scenery from the different islands we visited? They were picturesque. I could have painted something if I had my watercolor or acrylic paint. These are the things I love to write about in my letters. I wish I could paint. I could paint my postcards. Sadly, I’m no artist.
Speaking of postcards, Greece has plenty of them. Every town we visited had numerous postcards, so I splurged on many designs.
The best part that made my heart skip a beat was the stationery pad I saw inside a drawer of one of the hotels we stayed at. The Hotel Amalia in Nafplion had notepads, which is a souvenir I got.
When you travel, do you connect it with letter-writing? I always do! Traveling gives me numerous things to talk about on paper. My pen pals will have a few pages to read.
Another adventure awaits ahead…