If you’d told me five years ago that I’d be hoarding scent memories in a Notes app doc titled “Trip Smells,” I would’ve laughed, politely, and then asked if you needed directions back to Pinterest circa 2013. But here we are. And I mean this in the least woo-woo way possible: starting that list has become one of the most grounding, emotionally rich, and creatively rewarding travel habits I’ve ever picked up.
There are a hundred ways to capture a trip, and yet somehow, photos always end up being the only thing we walk away with. Perfectly framed shots of mountain ranges and street markets, yes, but also blurry meals, awkward selfies, and that one church you don't remember the name of.
Tucked between the more famous Cycladic islands—like Santorini with its postcard sunsets and Mykonos with its glossy nightlife—is a place where time stretches out and slows down.
