The author recounts a challenging journey to a remote house in Greece, recalling that their memory of the location is fragmented. Despite preparing for the trip, they forget crucial details such as the terrain and the layout of the house, leading to humorous misunderstandings and confusion. As friends gather and reminisce about past holidays together, they discuss shared memories, highlighting the discrepancies between personal recollections. The narrative illustrates how memory can be unreliable and subjective, impacting experiences and perceptions of familiar places.
My memory of the place is fragmentary...but the view from the top of the rocks still comes as a disheartening surprise.
It's not that I don't remember it, I say to my wife the next morning. It's that I'm remembering it wrong.
We have all been on holiday together many times before, in varying configurations, with and without children. These memories form the basis of a lot of the conversation.
Everyone stops talking and turns to look at me. Were you? says Mary, dubiously.
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