It's called old age, Sorella.
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I'm with you, Kon, I don't think I would like to visit in winter, holidays for me are all warmth and sunshine and social intercourse. I don't fancy holed up in some bar, probably by myself, watching a Greek soapie and sipping a hot toddy.
I visited Symi one Easter and it was really weird, the sun was in the "wrong" place, all the shadows were different. Added to that all the summer awnings were down, tables and chairs of most restaurants in storage and it was bloody cold.
If I remember correctly I fled to Egypt via Rhodes and Crete to Alexandria
and came back in July.