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Greek spontaneity, i.e. in 4 to Lefkada
After returning home after an exceptionally cold day, I dreamed of a hot bath. When I poured a few drops of olive oil into the bathtub, I remembered my September trip to Greece. It leaves me a bottle of excellent oil and a lot of memories of the blue of the water so amazing that you smile at the very thought of bathing there. My memory went back to the moment I got out of my car at a gas station in Macedonia and went straight into the wall of hot air. It was only then that I felt that I was really on vacation. We've felt it before, taking as much as possible through Slovakia (but with common sense, being aware of what amounts they write on the tickets there). We also felt in Hungary, which always terrified me that I did not understand a single word on the billboards I passed. But I actually realized it right there, at a Macedonian gas station.