After having lunch at the Lake, my sister, niece and I decided to spend the rest of the lovely day in Prespatou. As a child I would spend my summer holidays with my grandparents in Prespatou.
I wonder if I can remember where they used to live. Their houses were moved ✌️
Finally arrived in Prespatou.
I was amazed how modern the little village strived to be, while at the same time remained lost in the past.
The school was painted white. I remembered it being a brown color. A new playground was erected but the skating rink where my cousins and I skated was still there. Rickety and shodden. It was a christmas tradition to skate at the school.
The road was renamed after some industrial company. There were fewer trailers but more modular homes, for the teachers. I wonder how much of shock it was for the Englisch…
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