Monday Morning Thoughts
Hello, and welcome to March. Kalo mina, kalo evthoumada, kalimera, kali everything. Over the weekend, Neil sent me a batch of photos from some of his recent walks. He and Clare have been exploring some of the island’s lesser-visited parts, and I have a heap of images to share with you over the coming days. There are plenty of views you may not have seen before as Neil has been up to Kokimethes, along the Pedi ridge and many places in between. There are many familiar sights too; plenty of flowers taken with a macro lens, goats, of course, ancient threshing circles and more goats. There are some churches, views of snow on the Turkish mountains, goats, sheep, Symi looking springtime green, calm seas, trees and, of course, goats.
The weekend passed quietly for me. I released a new book on Thursday, having employed a company to do the internal layout for me, which saved me a whole day’s frustrating work, cost me very little and yet has given an excellent result. You can find ‘Negative Exposure’ here. As soon as that was done, I started on the next one because that is what I do. I am contriving a mystery that’s all to do with an inheritance and a musical code (because that’s what I do too), and have started having fun with that.
I did also get out and about a little, walking off the beaten track so that I can remove my mask; at least, until I see someone coming in the opposite direction, when I put it back on again just in case. It seems to me that many people are growing increasingly fed up with the restrictions and are no longer paying attention to them. With more cases being reported in Rhodes, Kos and Kalymnos, that’s up to them (though it’s not really, as there are laws), and although I stay in as much as possible, I am cautious when I do go out and do my best to follow the rules, I can understand why people have had enough. Vaccinations have started on the island, and that will help, and we’re hopeful we may see a reasonable summer season this year, but who can yet tell?
The biker boys have been having fun. The teenagers who have mopeds where they have removed their silencers, or whatever, and spend the evenings meeting, post-curfew, in certain places to see who can make the most noise. I suspect the whole island can hear them. I was up early the other day, 3.00 actually, and they were still at it. Another sign that people are bored and, let’s face it, there’s not much to do here in quieter months anyway, especially when bars and cafes are closed. The warm weather, although welcome, doesn’t help, and it’s hugely tempting to be outside watching the world go by, sitting outside a café with a beer and enjoying April weather in February. Some bars have been holding what sound like private parties inside, while others who are allowed to sell takeaways are doing so, and their customers are having their ‘takeaways’ in the street where the only difference between now and summer is the absence of tables.
And so, life goes on as best it can, and we enjoy warm temperatures which will help keep heating bills down, a blessing when incomes are low, and we read the news to hear what may or may not be happening with a tourist season this year.
So… Onto the week that will be with a new mystery to compile, a little walking to do, and not very much else on the slate for the next few days.