Intersemestrial holiday.Really wanted to go somewhere. I've got that urge inside to go abroad from time to time. Abroad I always feel I blossom somehow and I can't even explain to myself why. I have been long thinking that although my roots are here, my crown is elsewhere. I wish I could puck up the courage and go, not because I don't love my country cause I love it to bits and get my eyes teary every time I hear an old folk song or I see the army marching in parades, but because of the calling, the haunting calling of the faraway lands.Anyway,  I managed to convince Adina and Alina to join me this time. The flight and accommodation were around 80-90 euros. Quite cheap, but it was extra-season. Two hours and a half of flying and we landed in sunny Cyprus. 20 degrees there, snow here. Easy pick.Cyprus is a land with a tumultuous history.  Roman influence, Greek and Turkish history of love and hate, a British colony, and a divided capital... I became fascinated with it and even bought...