So, I went away for a couple of weeks touring around the Peloponnesian nature with a quick stop to Nafplio, then Spetses as the final Easter destination. Every time I'm close to nature I'm a whole different person. I should soon move out of the city, I keep telling myself. Oh, and have I ever told you I'm a total sucker for traditions? Most of my friends tell me traditions belong to the past. I see them as bonds with the past though, and a great way to celebrate seasons and come together. Plus, the food is great.