We arrived to Hydra before sunset when the early evening sun paints the world gold. As the ferry neared the island, my first sight was the Hydriot flag blowing above the fortress wall and I knew instantly I would fall for Hydra’s charm. I had almost forgotten how beautiful travelling can be, it had been so long and not something I thought possible in 2020 with a pandemic in full swing. It felt almost surreal to be so close to the ocean, to feel the sun on my skin and to be in a new place where endless possibilities awaited. As we stepped off the ferry and took off our masks, I was convinced Hydra would be the escape from Covid-battered England we were seeking.