Let me start with this: six months in a Greek village will either transform you into a sun-kissed, olive-oiled demigod… or into someone who can’t function without a daily fix of burnt lamb chops. In my case? Both. For context, that village was Kounoupidiana, Chania, Crete. No, you cannot pronounce it. Don’t even try.
Here are the highly scientific, completely factual things I learned while living in a Greek village for half a year.
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