A week on the Greek

A last minute work trip to Paros, Greece. The last of the summertime skies, the last warmth in the rocky coastline. And tourist season was coming to an end. Everywhere we went, had the feeling of another time, as most of the tourists had left the islands, back home to start their hibernation of the winter months. The streets were empty, the beaches not a soul. Just us and the wind, a few locals and all the cats.

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