Throughout my ten days in Greece I felt Muses fluttering behind me, exhaling inspiration which I'm still lucky to be inhaling now, back in the states. Watching the stories of the locals, of the other tourists, unfold in a language I couldn't understand tickled the writer in me. While I was computerless, I scribbled stories, notes, and bits of conversation in a notebook each evening — pages upon pages of writing that poured out of my soul.
The main peninsula and its islands are chalk full of artistry; a typical tourist, I found every door, every gate, every printed sign a work of art. I'm not a painter, but I longed for my design outlet, InDesign, to experiment and "paint" with the passion I rediscovered while abroad. I hope these mundane snapshots of my trip can wake your array of Muses too for a creative, passionate work week.