Katia Antonopoulou

I was born in Kalamata on an April Fool's Day. I skip other registry details, as the years move on without asking me. So, I decided to stray off course in hopes that they might forget me and I might forget them, remaining youthful to the last drop, or at least youthful-looking, as the sharp-tongued might say. The elixir of youth, called Travel, allows me to maintain this invigorating illusion, hopefully without any embarrassments. Just in case, though, I exercise diligently. Life granted me a divine gift in the person of Jim Wilson, whom I met in Hydra. We married almost immediately in secret, and he followed me, sometimes without complaint and other times with loud groans, but always with a generous spirit, in the pursuit of my lifelong passion called Travel