It was a quiet weekend for me. The storm wasn’t as rough as expected, and although it’s noticeably colder this morning, and I’ve not yet seen the state of the sea, the wind isn’t battling the roof, and the rain isn’t creeping in under it. The Blue Star is only a few hours behind its original schedule and is currently at Kos (at 5.00), and by the time I get done with work, the rain should have passed, leaving me free to head down to Yialos to collect some post later this morning. That trip out, a little shopping, and a piano lesson this afternoon are my Monday highlights, and once all the excitement has passed, at around 4pm, I’ll have the rest of the day free to do as much or as little as I want. As little, will probably cover it.
As you might tell, it’s Monday morning, and although I no longer get that ‘Oh, it’s Monday morning,’ feeling, because every day is more or less the same for me, Monday still acts as a marker for the start of another week. Sunday is the day I don’t have a blog to post, so it feels slightly different, but otherwise, it’s the same old routine. Not very exciting if you were hoping for news of the wider world on the island, but when it’s rough and chilly as it was this weekend, I tend to stay home and wonder why I haven’t done more to stop the drafts. I’ve not even managed a short walk around the village, but instead, have walked circles around the courtyard when taking a break, and that means, no fascinating photos to share with you. Not recent ones, at least. There’s that quick shot of the village square on Sunday morning and then this one I took a couple of weeks ago. The more observant Symi visitor may recognise the street sign, one of few on the island, and may know where this street-name plaque is, but I bet hundreds of others have walked past it without realising. It’s quite high up on the wall above a doorway in the village, but where?
I’ll leave you pondering that one and get back to my regular day ahead of heading down to the harbour to check the various postal arrival depots, and then think about walking back up Vs taking a taxi or the bus. It depends on the weight of what I have to carry, and if the waiting parcel is what I think it is, I’ll be taking a cab.
