Warm, Quiet, Calm
We’re still enjoying warm weather over here. I was at the Rainbow Bar on Sunday night, outside watching the world go by – as you can see, it was very quiet. Actually, there were quite a few guys in the bar behind me watching the football and basketball, and more people inside next door. The taverna is open and stays open all through the winter, and it’s a good place for when you can’t be bothered to cook. Mind you, it’s also the only place in the village to eat out at this time of year, everywhere else is shut apart from the bars in the square, The Sunrise, Secret Garden and Ringo’s. We’re a five-bar village.
I took my usual walk yesterday, up to the monastery and back while trying not to sing along with the soundtrack of Hair. This walking lark is much easier with music playing. I never thought I’d get into that plugged-in state while out and about, but I like it now. I imagine how I would stage the concert version of what I’m listening to or the stage version, and before I know it, I’ve reached my destination, I’m not out of breath, nothing hurts and I’ve been walking in time to the music, varying my pace. I don’t have it on very loud so that I can hear if any cars are coming, so don’t be worried.
Finally, as you can see, the chilli plant isn’t doing so well. No chillies this year and it’s been in the same state for the last three months. It’s been fed and watered and is in the same place as last year, so maybe it’s just having a holiday.
