I expected to find crystal clear waters and unscripted Mamma Mia musical numbers in the streets, but what I found was a close knit community with a deep history and a welcoming people who taught me trust and hospitality. .
I've traveled alone, but I've never traveled to a place where I was surrounded by nothing but families and couples. I didn't have hostels or bar seated restaurants or local events to rely on to meet others. .
I was truly alone. .
But through hitchhiking adventures that led to a lifetime supply of organic plums finished with an authentic dinner not easily forgotten to a sporadic beach jaunt with my waiter that yielded more laughs than I've had in weeks to a historic tour that ended in drinks and life chats over sunset, I've never had more memorable experiences in such a short amount of time. .
Thank you Skopelos for showing me a community where I was recognized at local establishments after less than a week, a culture that is as interested in learning about you as they are about sharing themselves, and a place where loneliness and fear of others is not part of the equation.