My Symi News Update

Here are some bits and pieces of (my) Symi news to bring you up to date.

The winter season continues to be changeable, with rain at times and sunny and clear on other days. It rained heavily last week, and the rain brought some of the mud and topsoil down from the hills again, coating the harbour square roads in a little sludge. We were there on Friday, and it was being shovelled away. Not as bad as before but it’s interesting to see how easily the soil is now moved following the storm last November, I guess it will take a while for it to settle down.

In my writing news, ‘The Witchling’ is out with my beta readers. These are people who volunteer to read the most recent draft at a point when I think it’s ready as a story, but where I may still make a few minor changes – depending on what third parties think of it. It’s mainly about looking for typos and anything obviously wrong or repeated. Meanwhile, my cover designer is working on a cover, so I hope to have a cover to show you before long. I was hoping to have the book out there before we head off on holiday in March, but it may come after we return.

We were ‘lads’ on Saturday. Having done the shopping in the morning (two massive pork chops and two huge double chicken breasts from the village butcher, €14.00, and having bought several bags of vegetables from the greengrocer, €6.00, there’s enough there to last us several days), we realised in the evening that we needed butter. Found one at Sotiris, counted the change from my pocket on the freezer outside where George was standing, found the correct money, and just handed it to George – what you might call a ten items or less express checkout. Stopped at Rainbow for a glass of wine on the way home and ended up having a couple more as the AEK supporters arrived for a football match on the television. Always great fun watching football in there in the winter, I almost got into it.

Last Friday, after raiding the bank, paying the rent, checking the post office and stopping at Pacho’s, we decided to treat ourselves to lunch in the harbour. Giros and chips, very nice, and, what’s better, there were taxis available so didn’t even have to walk up. The rest of the time, I’ve been at my desk doing what I do and playing with some writing. 10,500 words written on Saturday. It’s amazing what you can do when your husband cooks dinner and brings you endless cups of tea, and you don’t doze off after lunch.

It’s Sunday now, still early as I’m in the routine of waking up at 5.30, a bit cloudy, more rain forecast, and an invite to lunch in upper Horio later on. I think I’ll post this ready for Monday, maybe fiddle with a chapter of something and then tidy up the house a little before psyching myself up for a shower. Not as pleasant as it sounds and involves a quick dash from one room to the other and finding a towel that had somehow managed to dry out.

And then it’s off into the week with another lunch invite in the diary for Tuesday… And that’s it. So, there you are, that’s my news, and I will leave you with the best news which is Adriana is back from her break and back at her blog, which you can find here.

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Symi Saturday Photos from Neil

Today’s photos were taken in the last week or so, on one of the sunny days we have been having between storms. Have a good weekend.

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Blackout and showers

I heard the ‘bing bongs’ from the town hall on Wednesday, but didn’t hear the announcement, because the shutters were closed, and I was working. That’s why I had no idea the power was going off on in our part of the village on Thursday. I assume that’s what the announcement was. Luckily my laptop has a four-hour battery so I could carry on doing some work.

So that’s what I am doing now (Thursday), sitting in the semi-gloom with the shutters by the desk open so I can see to write. The sea is blue-grey with white caps, and the clouds are grey and varied, being blown about in wind that’s forecast to get up to force seven later this morning. As soon as I open the shutters, I can feel the drop in temperature as the wind blows through the closed window. It fits well enough, but the glass lets through the chill, not that it’s that cold.

We had a spare gas canister that we bought for just this kind of event and went to change out the old, empty one so that we could boil water. The canisters are easy to manage, you simply put them in the plastic base of the camping stove and twist the base back to the top and burner. Only, this one must have been faulty. As soon as the tin was pierced by the burner, there was an enthusiastic escape of gas, followed by a great outpouring of liquid gas and the accompanying smell. A quick dash outside with a leaking gas can followed by opening windows and doors and everything was back to normal except without a hot drink.

Ah well, a trip to the shop later may be needed. It’s raining now, with a hint of hail, though Harani below is well lit, so there is also some sun, and I’m going to save this and then upload it later when the power comes back on. Meanwhile. It’s back to that good old fashioned way of writing; pen and paper.

Later: just back from a visit to the corner shop and discovered that the power will be out in a line from the windmills to just up the lane from us, until 1pm. The laptop has two and a half hours battery left so I might be able to get something written before…

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Symi: Horio

Today I thought I would upload some more photos, taken by Neil on a walk around Horio last week. Those who have been to Symi will know Horio… Well, not everyone who comes here will. I am guessing wildly and probably widely, but I reckon that only a small percent of day visitors to the island make it to Horio. Lets’ say around 2%. Why?

Well, mainly, I guess, for a couple of reasons. 1) They don’t have time, being herded from boat to umbrella to craft demonstration to lunch to coffee to boat, and off we go again. 2) They only see photos of Yialos and, although the guides probably tell them about the village, they can’t find it. That’s been helped by new signage towards the end of last year. 3) They may get lost on the way up, or see the steps and think, ‘No way!’ and turn back. 4) other reasons I’ve not thought of.

It’s a shame that more people don’t make the trip up. You can come by foot if you like a good walk (about 10 minutes at a slow pace up 370 + steps depending on route), but there’s also the hourly bus and the taxi services. Once here, many who do make it ask for directions to the church. I assume they mean either the Lemonitisa or Castro churches that you can see from the harbour and not any of the other 13 + parish churches and chapels. It’s always a dilemma. When you see a sweating, puffing tourist who has made the journey by foot (and bravo to them), should you direct them, but tell them that the church is unlikely to be open? Or do you tell them and witness the disappointment? I just show them the way, and usually point them along the road past our house because, I figure, even if they miss the church, they will at least get a rewarding view of Yialos and the hills.

Anyway, that was that and here are the photos. You can find all of these places by delving deeper into the village than just ‘the church’, but that’s an adventure for another day.

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