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Some things to do on Symi all year round

Some things to do on Symi all year round
Today I have a few photos taken on Tuesday while I was waiting for Neil to finish his Pilates class, and afterwards as we walked down into Yialos. You might get an idea of how grey and misty it was that morning. Today (Wednesday) is sunny and perfect; just the right temperature, no wind, flat sea, fresh air… Perfect. Mind you, the forecast was predicting a storm tomorrow but, as I look out on the tranquil scene below, it’s hard to imagine a storm coming across right now. Perhaps it will just rain a bit. Time will tell.

Some things to do on Symi all year round
View from the top of the ‘lazy steps’

Neil did a bit more than his Pilates class on Tuesday, it actually followed on from his hour-long aerobics session, more than enough jumping around, followed by lying around stretching, for anyone if you ask me. We’re lucky to have these things organised during the winter, and all year round in some cases. As well as what is organised through the Yialos gym, and at the Symi Women’s Association building up by the high school, we also have Eu Znv, the Symi Wellbeing Centre should we want to use it. It’s open to all, as are the other classes and things, and you can find the website for it right here. This is also open all year round too, so if you’re thinking of coming for a Symi holiday, then you can take some relaxation there with massage, yoga and other activities organised.

Of course, that’s just one of the many things you can do on Symi while you are here. See a post from a couple of weeks ago, where I started to list some of the things the island offers you.

Some things to do on Symi all year round
Reflections

As I was waiting at the Symi Women’s Association building on Tuesday, it also struck me how much there is to get involved with there, should you want to. The organisation arranges Greek dance lessons and has its own dance troupe. I saw the traditional costumes stored away under their plastic protective wrap, and the books, the dance shoes and the equipment like the music players, as well as their awards. It’s a great building for dance as it has a wooden floor and full-wall mirror – we used to do tap dancing there. There are also jazz and ballet, and other dance classes for children and adults and, again, anyone can join in; you don’t have to be a resident. They used to organise dance evenings for visitors through the summer, and I am sure a word in the right ear when you are here, would at least get you in to view a rehearsal or even get you invited to join in.

More reflections
More reflections

I did notice, also, that the pianos were missing. I assumed that they have been moved to the reopened cultural centre in Yialos where the private music lessons and concerts are held. You see, a lot is going on all year round, it’s just that folk have more time for it all in the winter. Having said that, there is a fair amount of summer preparation work going on in Yialos. The Herb & Spice corner was getting a makeover the other day, the road is being paved in places, there are boats in the boatyard being prepped for their season, and some business are already washing down chairs, varnishing them and starting to prepare their tavernas, bars and cafes in the run-up to Easter which is only 40 days away now.

Some things to do on Symi all year round
Even more reflections

Still and silent Symi

Still and silent Symi
Kalo Mina!
I didn’t manage a long walk on Monday after all, but I did pop out to the village for a short one. It was so quiet! I guess everyone was at their family barbeques, flying kites, down by the sea, up in the mountains…

Still and silent Symi
Kite flying

Both bars in the square were closed, but the corner shop was open. I felt like whispering when I called in there, it was so quiet. The square was empty, no boys playing football, no children gathered on the steps at Syllogos, nobody passing by. Only one old man was sitting on one of the benches in the square looking wistfully down at his house next door, contemplating life, or perhaps wondering when he would be allowed back in; once the floors had dried, perhaps. I heard no birds singing, there was no breeze to worry the trees, nothing passing by, not even the sound of a church bell or a motorbike. It was as if the whole world was on hold for a while. Someone had pressed the pause button.

Still and silent Symi
February view

The sky was clear and the day as warm. I could smell the new season in the air, which was clear and still. The sea was as flat as I had ever seen it, reflecting the hills like ice and, when I reached home and looked down from the roof, only a few people were wandering the quayside. Later in the day, the Blue Star came back and went just as the Dodecanese was coming back in, collecting a group of visitors from Rhodes, it looked like. Later, the evening settled in, and things took on a different sound.

Still and silent Symi
Still waters

There was a party… somewhere, on Monday night. We could hear (and at one point, feel) the music from down below and, with lights on a some of the harbour-front cafes, I assumed it was coming from down there. The music was still playing, though much more quietly, when we got up at 5.30 the next day, so it sounded like the party had gone on all night. The sound wasn’t at a level to disturb but, with everything being so quiet during the day, I was aware of it. Maybe it was a mix of music from the taverna, Yialos and perhaps even a private party. Wherever it was, it sounded like everyone was having a grand time.

Still and silent Symi
Wandering Yialos

Tuesday, and the outlook has changed. The sea is still calm, the air still, but today it’s grey and flat. Nimos is hung with a low cloud, the air is misty and dripping with humidity, though it feels colder than yesterday. I have heard a few cars passing by the house today, a sign that the world is turning out there, and soon I am heading down into to town to pick up my new keyboard; a proper Qwerty one in English and Greek. This is the one I should have bought before I got clever and ordered from Germany. That one is sitting over there, waiting to be used as an emergency measure, but hopefully, the new one will serve me for another year or two.

And that’s the no-news for today.

Clean Monday

Clean Monday
It is Clean Monday morning as I write, the start of Lent in Greece. There are lots of traditions associated with this time of year, the diet being probably the most famous. Rather than regurgitate the information from elsewhere, I thought I’d direct you to a site, Greek Reporter, which is in English and which tells you all about the diet, traditions and other things in a short article, with photos. If you are interested, click here.

Clean Monday
Clean Monday and Lent, a time for church

The day started off damp after some overnight rain, but now, nearly midday, Monday, the sky is clearing, and the sun is out if a little diffused. That’s good news for everyone planning a barbeque today and for us, as we may be taking a walk later. That’s after I’ve finished my day’s work, or my morning’s work, as I try not to do too much in the afternoons in winter. I am still working on edits for ‘The Saddling’, and we are nearly there. Once that’s done, I can let the editor do his thing and double-check through each chapter word by word, poor thing. This will take him some time, and while that’s going on, I can turn my attention to something else. Not sure what yet. I still have an idea for ‘Symi, Stuff and Nonsense’ and lots of short pieces in the style of ‘Carry on up the Kali Strata’ with a bit of ‘Symi 85600’ mixed in. I found an old diary with entries written before and during our move to Symi back in 2001/2002 which might be of interest and which fills in some gaps left in stories in ‘Symi 85600.’

Clean Monday
Taxi boat, resting in Pedi

Apart from that, though, it’s been a quiet weekend. We cleared up the courtyard and on Sunday went for a drink in the square where it was just warm enough to sit outside if wearing a coat. The kafenion, Lefteris, (also known locally as Bulmas) is now the new home of the Symi cinema on a Sunday evening. I’m not sure how it went last night, but I am sure it was well attended and that everyone enjoyed ‘The Blues Brothers.’

Clean Monday
The things you find on trees; a shell bracelet

In other news, the Blue Star was running a slightly different, Clean Monday, schedule and Neil is now cooking fish for lunch, so I can’t hang around. There’s still post-weekend tidying up to do. How is it possible to have a tidy kitchen one evening and a cluttered one the next morning when all we had to eat last night was a simple curry and rice? And as for the state of the sitting room after a Sunday night in front of the televisions… Where did all that come from? So, better go and mess with my mess and tidy the place up. It is, after all, CLEAN Monday.

Clean Monday
Symi windmills looking like a castle in this photo

Lent starts and competitions are entered

Lent starts and competitions are entered
We’ve bought the fish and put it in the freezer to replace the chicken. Lent begins today in Greece but, not being Orthodox, I am not sure if we will keep to the no-meat and other restrictions for the next 40 days. It’s Clean Monday today, a traditional; holiday day with barbeques (fish and seafood) and kite flying, families together celebrating at home or out in the countryside. It’s a usual day at the desk for me, at least for the morning.

Lent starts and competitions are entered
All peaceful in Pedi

Over the weekend, I managed to get two submissions together: one for a film festival (screenplay submission) and one for a new novel competition. You always think, ‘I’ll knock that synopsis up in a few minutes, I know the story’, but then, confronted with only one side of A4 and only 600 words max, it all starts to become rather tricky. You want to tell the whole story. You can’t. You want to mention this twist and the subtleties. You can’t. You need to grab the reader and leave things vague enough to invite a reading, but at the same time, you want to make points clear. I do the synopses of my stories usually in four acts, a bit like a film script (standard four-act structure). Things like backstory and the really interesting stuff have to be left out, but the important stuff has to go in.

Lent starts and competitions are entered
Green fields and lambs at this time of year

That’s why it’s always useful to start your writing of a novel with a ‘logline’, another film term. You keep this to yourself, but it helps focus you on what exactly you are writing. You can then develop it into the synopsis and later the whole story. You may change it as you go, but if what you end up with has no relation to what you first summarised your story as, then you’ve strayed from the path. Or, as Sondheim/Lapine say in ‘Into the Woods’, “The path has strayed from you.” The one or two sentence logline sums the whole thing up. Probably the most difficult thing to do, these are the things you see for films, and I guess books. Here are a few, for fun. See if you can guess the films. [Answers below.]

The ageing patriarch of an organised crime dynasty transfers control of his clandestine empire to his reluctant son.

The lives of two mob hit men, a boxer, a gangster’s wife, and a pair of diner bandits intertwine in four tales of violence and redemption.

A young F.B.I. cadet must confide in an incarcerated and manipulative killer to receive his help on catching another serial killer who skins his victims.

Two imprisoned men bond over a number of years, finding solace and eventual redemption through acts of common decency.

Lent starts and competitions are entered
Horio from a distance

Fun, isn’t it? No, it took me all Sunday morning to do, and I already had a logline and synopsis. Still, both things, a script and the first three chapters of a novel, have been sent off to two competitions, just to see what happens. Meanwhile, it’s back to Symi, back to Greece and Lent. See you tomorrow!

Lent starts and competitions are entered
Spring is springing

[Answers: The Godfather, Pulp Fiction, the Silence of the Lambs, The Shawshank Redemption.]

 

Symi Saturday photos

Symi Saturday photos
As is becoming a custom, there are a few extra photos for Saturday readers today.

Symi Saturday photos
See, I knew you were there

The send off for our friend went well and was well attended at the Sunrise café. The bells of nearby Agia Lefteris were rung for him too, causing a flurry of enquiries on the bus, apparently; Who has died? There was a children’s party at Mandeio’s, so we didn’t stop there in the end, they had enough on their plates. Instead, we sat in the square for an hour, just for one on the way home. Then we were invited to the Rainbow Bar for a drink with and on Yiannis. Time to catch up on local gossip and chat about his third grandchild who is on the way in Rhodes. She is expected in a few months, but, as is often the case over here, the doctors have put Yianni’s daughter into what I call ‘confinement’ so she can rest and be waited on for the next three months. There are no problems with the baby, it’s just a thing that happens. It does mean that Yiannis’ wife will be away in Rhodes looking after the family for a few months, and he has been here too. The baby is going to be called Ioanna, the female version of Yiannis, after him.

Symi Saturday photos
Walking to Nimborio

We also caught up on other gossip which can’t be relayed here. But no more about hearsay, it’s on with some more photos for you to have a quick glance through before I head off into a weekend with no writing planned. What will I do?

Symi Saturday photos
Periotisa church at the top of Horio
Symi Saturday photos
Window bars left over from more troubled times in the last and previous century.
Symi Saturday photos
A view from the Kali Strata
Symi Saturday photos
Paused pidgeons
Symi Saturday photos
A February afternoon on Symi
Symi Saturday photos
Passing plane