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Wet Yialos

Taking a rare trip into Yialos ysterday… (actually second in a week, so I am not as lazy as I thought) I noticed that it had been raining heavily down there.

Of course not. It hasn’t rained on Symi since… oh, can’t remember, May? I imagine the drain that takes the sea water back to sea was blocked. It didn’t seem to be causing anyone any trouble.

I managed to accidentally time my visit to the arrival of one day trip boat on the way around to one side of the harbour - meeting the visitors head on, and then meeting another boat (Proteus), coming in on the other side on my way back.

It’s a favourite pastime of mine to see how I am going to get back to Horio - I walk towards the ‘Lazy Steps’ (which aren’t the Lazy Steps - they are in a different place - but that’s what everyone has come to call them) in the hope that a passing mate in a car might offer a lift, because I am tight. If I have no luck by the time I get to the taxi rank I consider a Taxi (if I am feeling extravagant), no taxi’s mean it’s time to check the clock tower to see if there is a bus due, but then you have to calculate in the length of time the bus will take to get past the arriving Proteus, thronging tourists etc. If the timing is wrong then it’s a slow walk up the lazy steps, cutting through to the Kali Strata. Mind you this is on morning visits to Yialos, yesterday it was a case of ‘Mad dogs and Englishmen’ as I left the harbour and walked up to Horio at midday. Evening walks are easier, no question, a stroll back up the steps for fitness and… fun.

Yesterday’s game resulted in the walk-up option, arriving back at the shop looking like I’d just got out of the shower, fully clothed. It was temping to go back down the steps again and be the (mad) Englishman joining these dogs for a swim:

A quiet Sunday at home has started early with bells ringing out from the church and the liturgy being sung…