It looks like I’m having a quiet week this week. Highlights might include collecting Sam’s name day present from the courier and having a final read of my next mystery, which should be back from checking today. Friday is the day the Virgin Mary’s body and soul were taken to heaven, so it’s a public holiday. I imagine everything will be open as norma,l apart from banks, town halls, and other similar places. Tourist shops, bars and cafes will be running as normal, and there will be plenty of celebrating taking place.
Looks like some people are early for the party…
This was the collection of local and rented mopeds all jockeying for a parking space near to where their owners work, live or are staying. I reckon that’s the largest number I’ve seen in one place at one time. They’re taking over the streets just as sunbeds are taking over the beaches. Apparently, if you want one of those luxuries down in Pedi (on the left) these days, you’d better get there early.
If, however, you live right up at the top of the village and think you’ve escaped the mopeds, think again. More and more alleyways are being made accessible by concrete ramps, or even wood and metal ones like we have next to us. That’s there (temporarily, I hope) for some building work, and it’s been there (temporarily) for about six months now. Not only does it look terrible, but it also rumbles and rattles when people use it to get an extra few yards closer to home, and it’s got metal bars across it, making it dodgy to walk on.
Anyway, here’s the view the other morning. Busying up, as you can see.
I’m off to do my other blog now, then to pay the water bill (joy), then to potter and mumble in that absentminded way people do when they know they should be doing something but can’t remember what. Ah, yes, writing my short story for next week’s blog posts. I’ll do that next.
