Symi Sunday – I know it’s Tuesday but…
Sunday was a bit of a day off. We decided to go down to Yialos, to exercise my back (which is now greatly improved I am pleased to say, though still not 100%), visit the bank, get some cat food and some tablets from the pharmacy. The pharmacies on Symi are open on Sundays during the summer, which is a handy thing to note if you are here on holiday. There was a cruise ship in from Cyprus as well, so there were lots of people about even before the day boats came in.
Once there, rather slowly, it was straight to the bank to get some money out with the intention of having Sunday lunch while we were there – in Yialos I mean, not in the bank. The first machine got me all the way through the process and then, when I clicked to continue, threw my card back at me. Odd, there was money in the account. So we walked on to the next one saying hello to Takis at Takis Leather en route and with me trying to walk upright so people didn’t think I’d had an embarrassing accident. The Alpha ATM did the same thing though; right pin number, money in the account but as soon as I asked for it, the card popped back out again. This wasn’t from my Greek account so I can only assume that either there was no money in the machines or there was a computer problem when doing the conversion. There was a receipt in one of the machines so they had been working.
But still, we had enough cash for lunch and the other things could wait so we put our feet up, metaphorically speaking, at Pacho’s, watched the world go by and then went for something to eat, knowing that we had enough as the prices are always very reasonable. After that I wasn’t up for a walk back up the steps, not through overeating or anything, but because of my back. So, a taxi ride was the next treat. This was followed by some hanging out at the Rainbow and an evening in with a couple of films. All very nice and relaxing, a proper Sunday – for me. Well, almost, the Sunday I had planned, like the Saturday, was going to consist of a long walk and a lot of writing, but neither happened due to the costume injury I sustained on Friday morning while putting my shoes on. Hey ho.
Monday morning dawned after I was up and about and, on going back to the bedroom, I discovered the neighbour’s cat on the windowsill, inside, trying to work out how it could get to Jack’s food bowl through the shut bedroom door. It’s been coming in to snaffle the leftovers as its owner is currently away. That’s no great problem as it’s a she cat and doesn’t spray, but there’s another one, much younger, that Jack doesn’t like and last time she tried to access the soup kitchen Jack literally kicked the you know what out of it. Not a very pleasant mess to clear up, I can tell you.
And so; we ended last week with a quiet and almost empty diary but now, Monday, it’s already filling up with a meal out tonight, another invite on Wednesday, another on Saturday and one on Monday with our anniversary in there as well somewhere. I think that will be spent at home having a day off from socialising, but who knows. This will be a combined anniversary as regular followers of the blog and books will know. Next weekend marks, 19 years together, 14 since leaving England to live abroad and about a week later, Neil’s birthday will mark the 14th anniversary of us coming to live on Symi. I also note with interest that this year is the 20th anniversary of me coming here for the first time. Where did all that go then?
Anyway, on towards the week ahead with social events and work the only two things occupying my mind, oh, and the hope that I don’t suffer another costume injury.
