Ramble
Yesterday morning I thought it was high time I opened the office shutters so I could see the view when at the desk. That lasted for about two hours before the wind grew too strong, and I closed them again. Hey ho. Am spending quiet days at home this week. The weather often prevents a long walk at this time of year, either that our something gets in the way like being asked to write a few posts for a new travel company that’s a rival to some of the larger book-now hotel and accommodation sites. Or at least, plans to be. Meanwhile…
The world outside the window turns. The Blue Star Patmos has been replaced by the Nissos Chios (I assume. I’ve not examined it but I think it was meant to happen and the boat looks different, so I assume it is), our new president is due to be sworn in next month while the orange one over the water has got away with gross illegalities, and who knows what’s now taking place on that island off Europe; I hardly read the news now Brexit has made me an Exbrit.
But one who will be briefly passing through the country in a few weeks on the way back from a better place, and during that return journey, we’re stopping to see Tutankhamun. (Thank you, Lynda and David, for the tips on how long the exhibition takes to go around. We’re meeting friends afterwards, so I can let them know roughly what time to expect us.) I first saw the treasures in London in the 70s where I was knee-high to a Nekhbet, then again in my 20s in the Cairo museum. I also saw the tomb twice and, on the second visit, then being an independent traveller, I found myself alone in there with only Himself, which rather than being scary or anything, I found rather moving. But I digress and ramble. Despite today’s photos from last week, it’s wet on Symi, so unless it’s cleared up by the time it gets light, I’m staying in and have work to do.
