Kea is the where I have spent every summer since I as long as I can remember. It’s the place where I learned to swim and ride a bike. At the age of 22, I still visit the island every summer and several times throughout the year, during the off-season period. Apart from childhood memories, I have come to appreciate the small island of Kea even more so, after living in Greece for the last four years. And ironically, the more I travel abroad, the more attached I become to this country, and especially to the small island’s hidden, secluded beauty.