We’re Air B&B now
Sunday night saw the Symi Shrimp Festival in the village square which meant, for us, a disturbed night with children ringing our doorbell at midnight, and playing with stones in the street outside. The music didn’t bother me, it sent me to sleep, but the bell thing gets to be a pain after a while. We ignore it now, so if you’re planning to come and visit us, let us know first. By the looks of the square the next morning, a good time was had by all.
I found my camera the other day and used it to get some distant shots of the fun being had at sea. The large cruise ships, people on that water-boot-thing and on jet skis off Nos, people at Petallo… It’s a good zoom for catching what’s going on that my phone wouldn’t get. It’s also good for catching photos of birds when they stay still.
We were on the balcony the other day, with the breeze coming up from the sea and with it, came any number of insects. At least, I assume that’s what the birds were after. There was a flock of sparrows going mad, and a flock of swallows darting around and coming very close to the house. One even came inside, a young one I think, and having flown in through one of the open windows or doors, then decided the only way out was through the oxeye (closed). I opened the side window to the room and left it alone, and a few minutes later, another swallow flew in, and when I looked, both had gone. I assume it was mum or dad come to pick up the naughty teenager and take it home for its insect tea. That’s why I decided we were for a time, an air B&B – Air Bird and Board. At the same time, we also saw our local blue rock thrush and a younger kestrel hanging on the thermals just overhead, presumably waiting for a younger swallow to swallow.
