Lately, I have been thinking about Cyprus.
I was in Cyprus 2003. I was there for approximately 4 months (right after getting my Bachelor’s Degree in Hotel and Restaurant Management) and it was an immersion unlike any other. I may not have known what I wanted in life, but the experience taught me what I do not want in my life. Let’s just say, I learned about myself in Cyprus.
Cyprus is an amazing country. Its tradition and culture is rich and unsurpassed. The beaches are amazingly pristine. Most especially, history is preserved. This is what I love about Cyprus. One day, I would like to go back and apricate.
flag of Cyrus
Here are some photos I was able to recover from my “Bermuda Triangle” of a hard drive:
(Oh those topshop denim and pink kickers! They have been with me on my worst!)
(proof that you can always hide your sorrow with a smile)
(Limassol at Ate Suzy’s place)
I was told that The Goddess of Love, APHRODITE has Asian-like features. I would not actually believe that but if we will base on the enamored look of some Cypriots, I might (just might) believe that. Ha Ha Ha
Food I will never forget in Cyprus:
greek meatballs called KEFTEDES (recipetineats.com)
I resided in Pafos, spent days in Limassol, visited Troodos, Nicosia and Larnaca. Basically, everywhere you go is absolutely amazing as the other. Their churches are phenomenal as well as their monasteries. Their food is sumptuous and in every inch a gastronomic journey.
Please visit this link at LONELYPLANET.com to explore more of CYPRUS
Visit this link to learn more of why it’s called Island of Love
If I am given another chance to go and visit Cyprus, I will. No questions asked. No batting of eyelashes. In a heartbeat. I will pack my luggage now…
“Maybe the journey isn’t so much about becoming anything. Maybe it’s about unbecoming everything that isn’t really you, so you can be who you are meant to be in the first place.”