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Regret is a silly word. I hate to use it in any context… but here I am, thinking back and realizing there’s something I truly regret about my past travel experiences. I got to reminiscing the other day, and the more I looked through pictures, journals, and thought back to distant memories, the more I …

Okay so, Greece. Oh, sweet Greece. I had so much hope for you. I dreamt of your beaches, and striking sceneries. I read Lonely Planet front to back TWICE. I googled, and encyclopedia’d (ok, maybe I didn’t encyclopedia). And then… I met you. You, with your historical brick-lined streets; you, with your breath taking views …