how much I love Greece, and especially Kefalonia, the island where my dad is from, and about how I loved spending summers in Greece as a kid, yadda, yadda. I'm hoping to take you all through this journey, as my family and I build our dream house on our dream island - and hopefully help and inspire others who are doing the same. And since Forbes voted Kefalonia as the fourth most idyllic place to live in Europe - I think we're right on track. Since I'm a couple of years late in covering this process, I'll break up the first few background posts within the next couple of weeks. Then I'll keep posting as we progress, blogging from Greece in August, and hopefully show you a semi-finished house by then! I think I'll start this story here:
Every summer in Kefalonia, we'd stay at my grandparents' with my cousins from Chicago. My parents, and grandparents would have their own rooms, and my sister, my cousins, and I would all bunk up together in the 'living room' on cots, couches, whatever, we didn't care. I put this 'living room' in quotations because there was no real living space. It was merely a room that connected both bedrooms. The house was terribly designed by the British after the major 1953 earthquake that leveled the island, but we loved it. My grandparents' home was a modest two bedroom home. There was the 'new kitchen', which was almost never used because it was always too hot, and the 'old kitchen' which hadn't been updated since 1953, but because it was built separately from the house, it was always a cool getaway from the scortching summer heat - and it was THE hangout spot. I should mention that there was one inside bathroom and an 'out-house' bathroom. The point is that no matter how old or ridiculously squished we were in this house - some of my absolute best memories of my childhood are these summers we all spent together.
For as long as I can remember, my father has always dreamed about building his own summer home in Kefalonia, as an investment, but also as his legacy. You see, it's not enough that he's from a Greek island, but to have a view of the beautiful Ioanian Sea is necessary to make this dream complete. For a number of reasons this 'project' had been put off for far too long, but somewhere along the way, it also became a dream for both my sister and I. It's important for the two of us to carry the same tradition, taking our children to Greece as often as we can, and enriching them with the same experiences we had growing up.
Tune in next week for posts about the land, and where we are with the house today.