The Greek port of Egina on the island of Aegina is a place with its own pace. It's a port whose activity is dictated by the day cruises that park there for a couple hours in order for international tourists to sample local seafood, walk through its narrow streets, and maybe stop to buy some souvenirs or maybe a cup of coffee. We found ourselves there, myself and my family, during the last two weeks, blessed to be able to experience that pace far away from Trump's latest Twitter mishaps and the emotional ebb and flow of the never-ending sports calendar. It was a break from reality, with the ability to swim in Paradise in the clear waters in the Aegean Sea. It was a time to shop lazily in local stores, cook our own fresh food with whatever came to mind, and meet up with family friends to chat and exchange ideas. It was probably the closest I will ever come to being Garrison Kellior . In disrupting my writing rhythms in America, it created a set o...
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