Symi Weekend – in brief
I did manage to get out and about with the camera on Friday. Well, I went to Yialos with it to post a package and find some bits and pieces. It was fairly busy down there, with four day-trip boats coming in and groups still being shown around the harbour on their tours. The train was running – cue sound of happy clapping, Zorba’s Dance and the bell – and people were taking photos of each other lying on the anchors or under the Fisherboy statue. It all felt quite festive and holiday-like.
I spent the day at home on Saturday, apart from doing some shopping. I was cooking for a small dinner in the evening, and avoiding the wind. (Not that kind of wind. Where’s your mind at?) The day we plan the last courtyard meal of the season, and we get high winds and the threat of rain. It didn’t rain, but the wind was blowing dust everywhere, and the pollen was raining down from the tree next door, so we set everything up inside the house, and, in the evening, had a very pleasant time with our guests around the table in the living room.
It did rain on Sunday morning, though, giving the plants a good old watering. When I hear the rain, I immediately think ‘free water’, and open up the tap to the sterna (once enough rain has washed the dust from the roof). The wind has dropped, and the army guys have been to do their parade at the War Memorial as they do every Sunday. I notice that of the five-day boats that came in on Saturday, only four have left. This Sunday morning, the boat that comes in from Turkey is still there. I wonder what happened? Must have broken down, but how did they get their passengers home again? Perhaps they had arranged a long weekend on Symi, in which case, all is well. Perhaps it’s none of my business.
So, off into the week will nothing planned apart from working and then a couple of social functions at the weekend. Plenty to look forward to – well, plenty of typing to look forward to, and maybe some more rain (forecast shows it clearing up again from Monday).
