When I think of a place that matters to me I think of Greece. Almost every summer I go to Greece in order to visit my friends who I don’t see for a very long time. Every time I visit we go to the beach and enjoy the beautiful bright blue ocean with the sounds of the waves going back and fourth on the shore. Staying in Greece for at least two months makes me extreamely happy every single day until I have to go back to New York when then I feel miserable when that day arrives. My grandparents were also born in Greece and they have their own house on the island that i’m from which is Kalamos and I visit it them as well.
