You will be pleased to learn, I hope, that, at the time of typing (Monday midday) the plumbing is working fine and the Facebook share button is behaving, so, if you’d like to test it and you have Facebook, please feel free to use the ‘share on Facebook’ thing when you get to the bottom of the post. If you want to test the plumbing on the other hand, well, you’re very welcome but please call in advance to make an appointment.
The pump issue was resolved by Mr Marvel (Ian) while we were out. We decided on a walk, after doing some work in the morning, as I wanted to test out my new walking boots and start running them in, or rather, walking them in. So, we headed down the steps to the harbour, booked a table at To Spitiko for Saturday night (planning to go there after the festival at Kokimides if not raining), and then wandered around the harbour. I managed to get some photos while walking but the camera battery gave out after an hour or so. It’s quite a cute little camera, and I felt very sorry for the battery when a message came up saying ‘battery is exhausted.’ But we’ve only walked a mile or so, I thought, I’m not even tired yet. Poor thing. But still, Neil had his camera so there should be shots to come.
But I managed to get some of the spectacularly dazzling day that was Sunday, with no clouds and very warm temperatures, clear air so you could see every fold and valley on the Turkish mountains. There were fish in the sea, that too was clear and boys were out fishing. There were others out in their boats, and a great big pleasure cruiser thing over in Nimborio bay. We saw their dinghy (is that what it’s called when it’s big enough for ten people and is about 20 foot long?) heading into Yialos with a party on board (assumed going for lunch or afternoon tea), and then a little later a jet ski setting off from the ‘yacht’ and racing around to Yialos (assumed the party had forgotten its personalised tea strainer and this was he, hurrying to be of service).
We passed Nos beach where Dimitris was pushing wheelbarrows of sand and pebbles around and where a few folk were sunbathing. There were bathers in the water further around the coast as well, in the small coves which are looked over by holiday huts and houses. There had been a breakout from one of the smaller farmsteads (see photo), or small holdings, which put me in mind of my favourites Walt Disney film:
‘My name is Amelia Gabble and this is my sister Abigail Gabble. We are Geese.’ ‘Say, and I thought you were swans.’ ‘Oh, flatterer! We are on a walking tour of France, swimming most of the way. On water of course.’
Mind you, the ladies we saw weren’t geese but turkeys and how sad is it that I can quote from The Aristocats without looking things up? ‘Oh Napoleon, we done gone bit six tyres today, chased four cars a motorcycle and a scooter…’
Anyhow, a great walk it was too but we decided it was time for lunch as I was hankering for a crab salad at Meraklis. No chance. By this time the King Sardine, or whatever it’s called, and the Nikolaos X (always worry about the fate of the other nine) had come in and Meraklis was full, as was Trawler, Kantirimi, many bars and other eateries too. Good to see, and it made us try bout somewhere new, Oliva, by the Trawler, for a Cretan salad and a mixed plate of things from the grill. Very nice, very reasonable and Yiannis there is a good host.
So, that’s that and I am now off as Neil is calling me from Yialos and has offered to take me out to lunch for that crab salad I didn’t get yesterday.
