My story and messenger...
Messenger.
It all started when my friend asked me for help in making her dream come true. She had long dreamed of getting to the Greek Meteora, but she could not find a fellow traveler, because this is a special kind of vacation, so to speak "of interest. " She alone did not master this trip, it was expensive and boring. The place is not quite "tourist", there is no entertainment. At that time, I “knew a glimpse” of the Meteors. The great thing "Internet" - helped me in this matter. But when I began to study these places in more detail, I remembered the prediction made to me 7-8 years ago. About the monasteries standing on the mountains, and that the entrance there is not available to everyone. About the place where some kind of "fairy" lived, about the fact that I will bring from there something that will divide my life into "before" and "after"... These memories unconditionally determined me with the trip. 4 days of the May holidays is just the time that you can devote to the soul, and not to the body with beach aging. I figured out the routes, asked the price of excursions, set priorities.... Tickets have been bought, hotels have been booked, a car has been ordered for rent. And here I am in Thessaloniki…. ONE!.....
A friend had a problem with the ticket, 2 people for 1 seat, she came later. The next flight is the next morning. At 6 o'clock in the morning, I received an SMS from her stating that there were no seats on the morning flight either. She got her money back.
But the horror was not only in the fact that now I have to spend 2 times more money on living, and not even in the fact that I will definitely not rent a car alone, but in the fact that I do not speak the language at all, and my friend spoke 3x……. !
And here comes the MESSENGER!!!!
Both literally and figuratively. Although, to be honest, at that moment he was more than a messenger for me, at that moment he was a SAVIOR for me. He speaks Russian!
Before the trip, we talked with him via the Internet about an excursion to Meteora and Delphi. (The place where the “fairy” J) lived)…….
He called and said that he had an excursion in Meteora, and if I wanted, he would take me with him. At that moment, I believed in all the Gods of Greece, and in their Messengers. By the way, "messenger" is a translation into Russian of his name, Apostolos.
On this first trip to Greece, he was for me both a Messenger and one of the Gods of Greece (I called him the Macedonian God) because the way he solved my problems is worthy of applause. He did everything beautifully like a man, constantly giving rise to delight, admiration and, of course, gratitude in my soul! He showed me all the beauty of Greece, but not boringly like a guide, “look to the right”, “look to the left”, but in a friendly way. Only with friends you can start the trip from the Greek temple, where a pair of storks lived in a nest arranged on the bell tower. A more touching start than I have ever had on this trip! I have traveled half the world where I have not been... but a trip to Greece is now number one on my travel list. And this is the merit of the Apostolos.
He showed me everything I wanted to see in this visit to Greece, the healing spring of Paraskeva, and the miraculous monasteries of Meteor with their holy relics, and Delphi with the "navel of the earth", and the spring "time ago" (rejuvenating), the Aegean Sea with morning sunrise, Sacred Mount Olympus All my dreams came true with him, and even those that I was afraid to even dream of. Here he is, Apostolos, with whom dreams come true! He even showed me what I wanted, but I couldn't see how I wasn't looking. . . He even showed me that! Namely, a stele with the blessing of the Gods! On this trip, names mattered more than ever. And my name is Agatha. With my name, the Gods of Greece have blessed you, Apostolos, now you are the first, blessed guide of Greece, for Good Luck is with you! And it is through you that this blessing for a successful life will be transmitted to the People-Gods.
That's it!
