The next morning, thirteen of us got ready to go to Evia, Taso’s island. Shelan and I said a ten minute, heartfelt goodbye. It makes me sad just thinking that we will never be roommates again, but it was great while it lasted. I also said bye to Tani and the remaining people left to take the metro to the bus stop and then a three hour bus ride to the island.
We met Taso’s cousin, Evangelistsa, at the station, and we rode in the back of trucks to her house. Once we were there, we had a fabulous lunch, all made by her with local vegetables, fresh calamari caught that day, and other awesome food. After that, Taso took us on a tour of his village, sort of the autobiographical tour of Taso. It started to rain, but it was still neat to see Vitalo. The rain didn’t stop the entire weekend.
We didn’t get to go to his beach, but we did play cards with old men the whole weekend, it was actually pretty nice to just do nothing. The last night, Taso had us go around the table and say some closing thoughts. It got pretty heavy in the room and I almost cried, but I kept it together. We left in the morning and when we returned to the hotel, we all said our last goodbyes.
