Coffee Story: How would I describe Happiness

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 "Everybody has a Christmas story, that will remember for a long time. Mine includes travelling and coffee. Two of my most favourite things in the world. If you asked me to describe an ideal Sunday morning I would say: cold weather, hot coffee, books and friends, which becomes even better when it's Christmas. And that is pretty much what happened in my story. 

   Back in 2012 I visited with my friends a small but picturesque village in Greece. It is well known that Greece has wonderful islands, but when it comes to winter destinations it can also give you a magical experience with its landscapes. We were off to that village for the weekend. We packed our things and headed off to our imminent adventure. Of course, we stopped by a cafe to get our fuel for the roadtrip, which is nothing else, than coffee. Due to the snowy weather the journey was difficult, but we enjoyed ourselves singing in the car and having fun. We arrived late at the evening at the pansion, where the very kind hostess, named Evgenia, waited for us. ''Evgenia'' in greek means ''kindness'' and she was a pure represantation of that word. She showed us our rooms and asked if we needed anything before going to sleep. We were so tired from the trip, that we went  straight to our beds. 
    Next morning found us ready to explore this unknown place. As we went down the stairs, the smell of fresh made coffee, and baked cookies filled the air. Evgenia had prepared breakfast for us, with all the goods you can imagine. I knew that Greeks were famous for their hospitality but her sweet and kind personality surpassed my expectations. We invited her to join us in our breakfast. She filled a cup with coffee, sat next to me and got ready to get to know us. We were talking, laughing, asked her information about the village, about what can we see, where can we eat traditional food, and she was more than helpful with her directions. She opened up about her life, and how she decided to leave Athens and settle in that small village. We had been talking for so long that we didn't even notice that the time passed by so quickly. It's about how you can connect with people even older than you and share your stories, over a cup of coffee. We finally, started exploring the village, tried the greek traditional kitchen, took a lot of photos, we drunk greek coffee and returned back to the pansion. Evgenia was there. We shared our epxerience with her and stayed up till late at night. She had the ability to make you forget about the time. We had found a friend in her and she had found a friend in us. 

   The next morning was our last day in the village. We had to say goodbye to our new friend till the time we were going to meet again. We thanked her for everything she did for us and the great experience she offered us. Every year this time, reminds me that it doesn't matter how much time you know someone, sometimes you meet people and it is like you have  always known them. 

 After all, what matters in life are the little things. Merry Christmas to my dear friend Evgenia and to all of you who read my story! " 

K. T. 


  

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