No, I’m not talking about a weather spillage, the recent high winds, or the storms that occasionally batter the island, nor did I mean to write whipping. I’m talking about my WIP. As I mentioned last week, one of the things this blog is now to do is direct interested readers over to my other blog, the one that’s all about my books under my pen name. Every Wednesday, I write up a WIP, a Work In Progress update on whatever is production in the typowriter. Currently, that’s book two of a new series of mysteries set in Victorian England (1892). So, if you’re interested, click over to www.jacksonmarsh.com and every Wednesday, you can read the WIP blog, and every Saturday, something else, because I post twice per week.
Not the Best Photo Ever
The other evening, we came up from the harbour by bus. Along the way, I wanted to get a shot of the wonderful sight of the sun setting behind the Turkish mountains, with the sea bathed in gold, and the hills becoming silhouettes as the sailing boats made their lazy way to safely port, and the lights along the quayside began to sparkle like gems scattered on a wine-dark the sea… And what I got is this:
That’s because the bus has advertising along its windows. Had I been sitting on the other side, I’d have more easily seen through the thousands of dots that make up the external image, but as I was right next to the window… Anyway, you can still see a marvellous view as you come up the hill on the bus or in a taxi. If you want to see an uninterrupted one, get off the bus at the crest of the hill by the windmills, and walk a little way back down the road from where you can see across the harbour. My photo still wasn’t wonderful as I was looking directly into the sun, but it’s a nice view at any time of day or night. Just watch out for the bikes and cars before you reach the pavement, and when you do, watch out for the uneven, stony surface which was clearly not designed for walking on.
By far my better view was facing forward.
If you’re new to the island or the bus service, it leaves from Yialos every hour (apart from a few per day, but there’s a timetable to check), and heads up the hill to the windmills, thence, down and right, up to the village at Kampos, and from there, to Pedi. It leaves there on the half hour to take the same route in reverse. If we’re coming to the village, we get off at the windmills and take the (righthand) road down into the village from there. (It saves using the slope up by the car park at Kampos.) There’s a shortcut just past the bins, and that brings you out at the Village Hotel. It’s only a short walk. If you’re taking the road through the village, though, watch out for bikes coming at you the wrong way up the one-way street, and cars coming the right way from behind you. The road narrows and takes a sharp bend, and it’s a fair old slope, especially if you are walking up it.
But, before you do any of that, remember to take a look at my WIP and feel free to follow that blog, the various social media things it links to, and particularly, the links to the collection of Jackson’s works on Amazon.
