We lounged around a row of rickety tables on the coast of the Greek island of Chios, inhaling the salty scent of the clear, blue Aegean, whose waves lapped 10 feet away from our legs. Three old men rested in the shade of an adjacent taverna, sitting on the edge of the village's rarely traveled main road. It felt like we were the only tourists for miles. A Greek island with more tulips and trees than vacationers, Chios is a reprieve from the "Let's Go"-toting students and party-hopping...
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