Wednesday morning as you read this and I should be sailing off to Rhodes for the day – so I am getting this ready the day before. Tuesday:
Tuesday morning after a pretty dreadful night’s sleep, I was up at 5.15. I didn’t know why it was so bad. I kept waking up thinking it must be time to get up and my mind was wide awake; this was at 3.00 a.m. I did drift in and out of sleep and had some very strange dreams. We’d watched ‘Behind enemy lines’ in the evening and I was, at one point, in WWII and behind enemy lines. That’s odd as the film was set in Serbia. Later there was something to do with a huge bridge lifting up, but not the road part of the bridge, the pillars that hold the suspension cables…
So, after all that mayhem we were up early and out on the road by half five, way before the sun was up. We did our quick walking up to the museum and up the steps to the top road – often the worst part of the exercise, and then on to the main road and carried on up. Stopping at the Kantia for a quick swig of water, the sun still not up, and then back down again to home. During the morning Neil went to his ‘trampettes’ class and then…. Hang on. What? Trampettes? Are they some sleazy close harmony girl group perhaps? An a capella group of street ladies?
No, rather disappointingly it’s an exercise class where you do stuff on small trampolines. Anyway, he did that while I was at home working and then he went to get my boat tickets and then went to explore the bank. It was open and he says it was quite busy but he was able to pay a tax bill. Horary! The Greek economy is saved at last. If only. So that’s good news. Another one to pay next week – all on the old business which it seems is never quite done and dusted. I am sure the accountant keeps finding random bits or paper behind filing cabinets and thinks, ‘Oh, Neil will pay that.’
So, Rhodes today. I’m going to see about this health insurance thing so I’ll let you know how that goes, in case anyone is interested to know. I’m doing it because my IKA runs out early next year and as I’m no longer earning money in Greece I can’t be in the Greek system. All a bit of an adventure and the day may well start with another walk up the hill, as the boat is not until 8.15, if it is on time. Mind you, if I have another night of enemy action and flying bridges I might not feel like going for a run.
