In Love with Life: Addicted to Islands

Hola Chicos!

I grew up in Lithuania surrounded by the lakes and forests. But my passion for water always took me wondering about the islands life. There was something magical about it. So unconsciously I started chasing after the islands.

My first one was just a quick glance, a short escape for a break- Thassos island in Greece. I felt like then my love for islands started to grow bigger and bigger.

The second one was really obvious- United Kingdom. In fact it never felt like an island. Too big in one day to see the sunset and sunrise :)

Then I discovered Sark, one of the most unique islands I've ever been to, And then I got it. It was this island lifestyle that I was always looking for. Freedom from mainland but in the same time isolation for soul. The tranquility of life, people having time for each other, boat trips, nature and of course sea or the ocean 360° around you.

In Sark I met another island addict Dom. And then our travels together began.Whether it was Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia or Philippines we both always would end up on an island.

This time we didn't go far, we went to tourism boom place Tenerife. We did have good intentions to volunteer at animal shelter but the place wasn't really what we expected for so we packed our backpacks and travelled around.

We ended up in this travelers/wonderers place on the beach (in fact one of the most beautiful beaches in Tenerife) called La Caleta and we loved it instantly. Slow rhythm of life, some people living in caves, some in handmade houses from stones and banana trees leaves, some, like us, living in the tents. Having long walks around and exploring the area, cooking dinners on fire, reading, morning baths in the ocean, jumping and diving into huge waves, eating delicious fruits, veggies and sea food, yes, that was our routine there. There it was easy to forget that in 20 minutes walk you can reach red and belly beer tourists living in their own little britains and germanies paradises with fake swimming pools and zero culture.

We tried to look deeper, to be more within the nature of this island and observe just a little bit of paradise still left on the island.

After one month sun retreat it was time to fly to Barcelona and like in old days travel back to Sark by the road. Around 1300 km 37 different cars took us to the North West of Normandy where by a good friend we were picked up by boat and brought to our beloved Sark. The generosity of people, their good intentions and funny stories made us get back the faith in humanity. And of course every travel just gets better once re-united with good friends on the road. Thank you for hosting/feeding and entertaining two stinky travelers. Our home doors in Sark are always open for you.

Another summer in front of me and I smile. I am happy to spend it in Sark.

Enjoy yours,

Much love,

Ligita