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As autumn already strikes in the north of Germany let me share one of my favorite summer stories. In June 2005 girlfriend and I went on holidays to Agistri. A tiny Greek island, just about one hour by boat from Athens. This tiny island had its 15 minutes of fame when in 2003 a wanted Greek terrorist surrendered himself after three months’ hiding on the island. My personal opinion is that probably he was just bored stiff and his hideaway close to a muddy lagoon smelled hideously.

What made Agistri (means “hook” in Greek) a perfect holiday resort for us was the total absence of sights to see. We found a cute, cheap hotel and gave in to total relax. One day we rented a Vespa took a look at the smelly lagoon and one day we made a boat trip to the neighboring island of Aegina to visit the shrine of Saint Nectarios.

At that time girlfriend and I were still conductiong a nerve-wrecking long-distance relationship (me: Germany, she: Greece) and saw each other only every three months for a few days. So, understandably, we were jumping at each other at every chance. So we really were so grateful for the hotel, our room and the basic furniture it had.

Girlfriend was always carefully locking the door, checking always several times if it was securely locked indeed. One afternoon things got REALLY steamy. We made love for ages, the neighbors for sure did not get their siesta that afternoon… When girlfriend got up to shower she just casually touched the door – which opened invitingly… I threw over a sheet, she shrieked, slammed the door closed and then we broke into hysterical laughter! Ever since then the sight of girlfriend diligently and decidedly locking a door two or three times makes me just want to burst… and want to do all the things we prefer doing behind locked doors.