After a few bad weeks of pain and subsequent treatment I decided to treat myself to a break back to my beloved island of Kos.
I had decided to come for a month as that gave me the opportunity to settle my affairs out here as the chances of living here again were pretty much non existent. Sadly, after just 24 hours, I realise this was a mistake.
When I lived here I had a purpose - working 7 nights a week gives you that - but as a tourist you don't have that and TBH, I'm bored to tears.
The days are fine but the nights are dire. A lack of numbers mean a lack of atmosphere - and the pain has still not gone so that doesn't help either.
I can see me being back in 2 weeks as the old adage of never looking back is certainly true in my case.