Lets see, I was 22 and travelling around Europe. I had decided to sign up to volunteer on the Island of Corfu in Greece on a lovely horse farm. At first I had only planned to stay one month and move on to other destinations. But after that month I wasn't at all ready to go. I ended up stay five months, and only left because I was running low on money and needed to find a proper job.
Life was peaceful, exciting and exactly what I needed at that time in my life. I spent my days playing with horses, riding and teaching little kids how to take care of the ponies. We lived up on a hill overlooking the ocean in this old mansion. One the property we had horses, dogs, chickens, cats and a few orange and lemon trees. The other volunteers became my best friends and family. I could have lived there for the rest of my life. It was a very magical time for me and I found myself there at a time that I so desperately needed to step away from the real world and hide away for a bit.
A little piece of paradise.