So, in five days I go. I'd call this one, an expedition. 3 weeks, 4 countries, 4 girlfriends gather from different parts of the world, sleepless nights, active days and vice versa. So I'm thrilled, yet down to earth. I'm anxious, but have no fear (well, that's kind of relative). I am dreaming, usually during the day, so that would make it daydreaming mostly, but I can tell reality from fantasy, if needed. What do you mean there are no unicorns? I don't feel enthusiasm, just pure pleasure (that's relative, too). No promises, no expectations, no disappointments. Follow the river, follow the flow and there will flow. BBbbblow!
So, in five days I go. "Random Archive Image from expedition in Gavdos"