The ball being carnival, which took place in Yialos yesterday. The air up in the village was thumping with the beat, and the music went on throughout the afternoon and into the evening. (If I hear ‘Vida Loca’ one more time, I swear I’ll spit. It’s like Summer when all we are serenaded by at night is ‘Happy Birthday to you…’) Looks like a great time was had by all. I’ve not seen any photos yet, but if I’ve got the technology right, here’s a quick video from Symi TV’s YouTube channel.
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Following carnival comes Lent, and the supermarket now has shelves packed with tahini, halva and frozen squid. Today’s Clean Monday, so ‘everything’ is shut and ‘everyone’ is at the beach flying kites and eating only dead things from the sea (and salads) as the 40 days of fasting begin. It may well be Unclean Monday for us if the water tank doesn’t fill up, and as it’s a bank holiday, George may rightly not be at work this morning, and our mains taps won’t get turned on. (No, we can’t. They are locked up, and it would be against the law, but thanks for asking.) We may get away with it, we don’t know yet, we are on a knife-edge. Well, I’m getting on with things as normal, and Neil is still in bed, but otherwise, I am sure we’re both highly concerned that 500 litres for three men over 3.5 days, possibly four, is not going to be enough.
Whatever. We’re used to it.
As for me, I am currently starting the week with a find. I found a folder of images Neil’s taken over the past couple of years, and although they’re not that up to date, there are some great shots coming to these pages over the next few days. Here’s a sample. I’m off…
