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Living on a Greek island

A Greek island blog from Symi in the Dodecanese islands of Greece. "James’s great talent lies in his careful observation of the absurd and the amusing, the dramas and the difficulties..." Anne Zouroudi.

Symi Dream - Living on a Greek island

Don’t use the Kali Strata as a racetrack, please

Don’t use the Kali Strata as a racetrack, please

There were quite a few photos yesterday, so just a couple today as we head into the weekend. It’s still early on Friday morning as I write this, I was woken up by the cockerels at just after four as my earplugs had fallen out, but I’m in the habit of getting up then anyway, so wasn’t bothered. All very quiet out on the balcony. Not many boats at the end of the harbour that I can see, a couple of fishing boats chugging about early, the cockerels, the occasional owl and a few bats flitting past. I sat there ruining through a list of jobs that I need to do including fixing the flush on the WC. Really looking forward to that. Tidying the courtyard, doing the shopping, writing a few chapters, laundry, topping up the sterna, the usual list. There’s nothing else in the diary as yet, so hopefully, I can get some half decent work done over the next two days.

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There was some excitement and then consternation in the square the other day. Sitting there with my frappe and the usual Rainbow guests when a guy comes up the steps carrying a mountain bike. Full outfit, helmet, nice bike, obviously an enthusiast. ‘I’m coming back…’ or something, he mumbled as he weaved through the extra chairs and tables Lefteris’ kafeneion had put out ahead of a private celebration happening there later. I reckoned he was going to be cycling past downhill in a few minutes – we’ve seen other people do this wearing GoPro cameras and filming the descent down the Kali Strata. Sure enough, a few minutes later, he comes hurtling back at high speed, dodging the chairs, tables, guests, Lefteris and his mates next door, whizzes past us, bouncing/flying down the steps and on towards Yialos.

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All very unusual and added some excitement to the afternoon, but… WTH? (You can change the H to an F if you want.) I mean, he was going fast, pedalling, using gravity, head down, intent on giving himself a thrill. It was lucky that no-one came around the blind corner by the taverna or stepped out in his path. He and they would have gone headlong down the stone steps. When we stopped to think about it, this kind of thrill wasn’t only dangerous for him (about whom I couldn’t care less), but for anyone who stepped into his path. I was left hoping he didn’t make the dogleg at the Kali Strata corner and went straight over the five-foot drop, through the wire fence and into the empty land on the other side. If you’re reading this, mate. ‘I’ll be back,’ or whatever the mumble was, wasn’t sufficient. ‘I’ll be coming through in two minutes at 30 miles an hour, on a bike, so please guard the access to the steps so a child or old person, or anyone, doesn’t step out in front of me. I’ve not got insurance, and I’m more interested in using your thoroughfare as an off-road cycle track than anyone’s safety,’ might have been more appropriate. Please, macho-men with something to prove or a thrill to seek, don’t use the Kali Strata as a racetrack.

There are plenty of roads and paths to cycle on.

There are plenty of roads and paths to cycle on.

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Another Morning Walk

Another Morning Walk

I know it’s not a Saturday, but today I thought I would share yesterday’s morning walk with you in a long series of photos – just in case I don’t get around to a blog on Saturday. If I don’t, it’s because I am making the last changes to ‘The Eastling.’ I am waiting on the designer to send me a couple of files, and then the upload will be complete. I hope it comes out okay. I’m sure it will. I’ll let you know as soon as it’s online and ready to buy in print, on Kindle or ‘free’ in Kindle Unlimited.

Anyway, the walk…

The day started cloudy and in haze.

The day started cloudy and in haze.

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But things had brightened up by 8.30 in the upper village

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There was something of a tailback on the Xissos path which was undergoing some changes…

There was something of a tailback on the Xissos path which was undergoing some changes…

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It's being concreted from the road to the house. I guess his is a precaution against any future bad storms. Parts of the donkey track from the village to Xissos are still a bit dodgy under foot but the chasms caused by the flood have been filled in.

It’s being concreted from the road to the house. I guess his is a precaution against any future bad storms. Parts of the donkey track from the village to Xissos are still a bit dodgy under foot but the chasms caused by the flood have been filled in.

Flags out for a celebration.

Flags out for a celebration.

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And another holdup on the main road. This time as concrete was being poured in to the shoring-up (if that's the right way to say it).

And another holdup on the main road. This time as concrete was being poured in to the shoring-up (if that’s the right way to say it).

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And, finally, heading into the misty sun on the way down to home.

And, finally, heading into the misty sun on the way down to home.

Yesterday I saw

Yesterday I saw

Wandering about on my walk yesterday, I saw… A brightly painted house, recently done up and looking dazzling. Village lanes, ruins and houses as I wound my way up through Ag Athanasios towards Ag Triada at the top of the village. Plenty of goats. The long and winding road and the views from it. The work being done to strengthen the road above the village. Yiannis Rainbow out for his daily walk. What was Mandeio slowly being renovated. The playground beside it. And lot of other things but here are some of the photos I snapped.

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