My mother is 68 years old and moved to Sweden 3 years ago. My sister thought it would be a good idea to visit her "home" again, so she convinced her to go to Greece for ten days. Five days in an island 5 days in Athens. She returned last night. This morning I called her to ask how was it. She said: "It was horrible! The whole time I was saying: home sweet home, my good Sweden!!!" And when we landed in Arlanda last night I said out loud: FINALLY I can breathe again!