The Classic Hotel
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The E hotel I am staying these days is at Pervolia, a quiet village situated 16 km from Larnaca.
The last few years it is experiencing significant tourist development mainly because of its sandy beaches and shallow waters. Tourists love this place and this is the reason of the many villas close to the hotel and the round area.
... 5 years from now, or 10, and honestly I am scared to think about it. I wrote on an application about a personal characteristic of mine I would like to change. I wrote about my fear. I tend to fear a lot, fear the future. Fear not living. I feel so blessed to be where I am because I worked for it. I told myself I was going to do it and I made it happen, but I fear that life and money will get in the way of well coming back anytime soon. It's amazing how beautiful ...
... don't really see as being successful in life. I always follow this saying "it doesn't matter what cards we are dealt, but how we play the hand" Being at Marymount really showed me that. It was weird for me at first, attending a school where well a lot of the kids were way more privileged than I was growing up or even now. But then I think well I have way more street smarts than most. I wasn't handed everything, I wanted something and WORKED for it. WORKm ...
... and Dying. The class that changed my life. I remember Dr. Zanca telling us "You will die!" Death is inevitable, it's gonna happen. We are not meant to live forever. But I want to live my life knowing I saw somewhere other than California my whole life. Some people spend their whole lives in the same town doing the same thing over and over again.I don't want to be that person. I want to be the person who saw more than what just is. I can't take on the ...
... over their shoulders, others clenching them ready for a fight. Our driver got out with our passports and held his hand up to us which meant to stay seated. Time ticked by, and we were sweating it a bit. After what seemed like an hour but was realistically more like ten minutes, he returned and off we went entering the Turkish side.
As we drove into the small town of Kyrenia, Cyprus, ...