Prolog In the very beginning…

(I added this entry on the 28th Feb 2007, as a reminder of how I met Caroline and the motivation to starting this blog )

The plan was to have a two week holiday in Greece with Hannah and Emma, relax together, read some books and visit some new places and islands. We took a flight to Athens and caught the first ferry we could out to the island of Naxos. We stayed there for a while, met some old Greek friends and then moved on to visit some new places, including Amorgos. In the last week we decided we wanted to go back to Anti-Paros, a small island we all had enjoyed so much in the past. So the three of us took the ferry to Paros and then the short bus ride to the other side of the island, where you can get the car ferry over to Anti-Paros. We easily find a big room with 3 beds that’s near to the small high street, which winds up the hill to the small town square. We spend our days on the beaches and swimming in the clear blue sea. Each evening we ate at one of the Taverna’s in the village and then made our way to the square for an evening drink, generally ending-up at my favourite bar “The Doors”. I’ve been going to this bar for many years and it’s nice to go back and see the owner, Thenasis, who is remembering me even though it’s a few years since I’ve been there. He’s had this bar for ages and the decoration hasn’t changed one bit, nor has the music, still a great mixture of the Stones, the Doors, Santana and other classic laid-back rock.

After two weeks of being almost permanently attached to me, Hannah and Emma decide that they want to go out themselves after dinner. They have seen another bar where some other good looking lads their age are hanging out, and they decide they want to be girls on the town alone and without dad. It’s our last evening in Greece and I walk up to the square, take a coffee and watch the passers by. Then I go to The Doors for a beer and sit outside and chat to Thenasis and his wife. As the evening moves on, I move into the bar and enjoy the music he’s playing. It’s not so busy this evening and people come and go. I talk to Thenasis and some guy at the bar and after a while, a girl comes in and sits on the opposite side of the bar and I notice her right away. I’m still chatting to this guy, but he’s a bit uninteresting and increasingly I’m more interested in looking at the girl at the bar than talking to him.

I decide I would like to talk to her and she seems very happy for me to join her, so I order us more beers and sit down next to her. We begin discussing our enjoyment of this bar and the music and immediately we find common ground. Thenasis is keeping an eye on us and offers us one of his special shots, on the house. She’s very pretty and I’m getting lots of interesting eye contact from her as our conversation moves on to what we’re doing in Greece and where we both come from. She’s called Caroline and comes from Germany and seems surprised I come from England but live in Sweden. I ask her for a dance and she says yes and we are dancing for most of the evening.
I walk her back to the campsite where she has her small tent. I must leave in just a few hours on a ferry back to Athens and home, so I ask her for her phone number and luckily for me, she gives it to me. At least I will have the chance to contact her again and perhaps, who knows, we might be able to meet again!