I came to Greece last year as part of a long solo-trip to Europe I had planned. From Naples Italy, I flew into Athens, then I hopped on the Blue Star ferry to explore the Cycladic islands. Arriving at the islands, I immediately fell for the laid-back lifestyle and Greek culture. I spent a week in Paros, staying at Jimmy’s, a cozy and minimal hostel, and lounging by the clear blue Aegean sea. Then, I made my way to Santorini, where I was meeting my sister. As the ferry pulled into the port, I was admiring the caldera views and classic Cycladic architecture and I was filled with excitement. Little did I know that my first trip to Santorini would change the course of my life.