Daily post prompt – Island
No man is an Island – that’s how the tale goes
But for one hour, around sunrise on Alykanas Beach, I truly was at home on this little Greek island – Zakynthos
We’d gone there on a family holiday. The plane had landed late that night, so I let Mum and Dad and the rest of our party have an extended nap in the family apartment.
There was no one there – just me, the sea and an occasional sea bird.
The rock I was sat on, led directly to the path of the apartment.
So as the waves lapped against the shore, I saw the morning sky turn from dark into light.
And upon taking the picture below, I popped my toes into the coolness of the Mediterranean sea.

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