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London breeze
London, July 2000
Dinos could never have imagined that something he had dreaded so much could be as rewarding as this. He was a nervous flyer, to say the least, and other than the half-hour flight from Athens to Thessaloniki and a few business-class flights to Europe in his thirties, he was far from a frequent flyer. His daughter had made it easier for him as well by not putting pressure on him to visit her in London. In fact, if he was honest with himself, he wasn’t convinced that she didn’t actually prefer it that her father never came to see where she lived. A flight to London was as a matter of fact something that he had repeatedly turned down throughout his life. He didn’t know if this was because the actual flight was longer than to other European destinations or,
