I had a wonderful evening the other day. I went with this Canadian/Israeli girl named Alex to the highest point on the island to watch the sun set. There's a tiny church (they’re all tiny) at the top which overlooks the island. It was incredibly windy up there but the view was spectacular. We brought a bottle of wine and drank to Ios. At one point, I went around to the other side and found a group of people tucked away from the wind, drinking something from a bucket with over fifty straws. One of them had a guitar and was playing Chili Pepper and Oasis songs; others were playing backgammon or taking pictures. We came over to be fellow hippies and joined the group. Ios was once known as ‘The Hippy Island,’ where all the hippies back in the 60’s came to visit. On the rocks and various parts of the stairs are all kinds of signatures and messages from people of this past. I tried to imagine them up here back in the day, enjoying the heavenly view, smoking weed, playing music and escaping the shackles of society.
It was my first day off in over a month since starting work.-Ice Cube
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