Greek time
We are now well in to our fourth week in Greece and we have very much succumbed to “Greek time”: long, lazy mornings, lunch at around 3 o’clock and evenings that spill effortlessly into night time. It’s perfect. And whilst days begin to merge into each other, each day does seem to, unexpectedly, offer something new and surprising. This morning (it may have actually been the afternoon – who knows, or cares!) as we headed off to the beach on a patch of scrub-land near our apartment we spotted some cacti flowering. I’ve never seen these cactus in flower before – beautiful, big yellow flowers, and we weren’t the only ones enjoying the show, a great big bumble bee was taking its fill of nectar.
(And this evening, we shared our taverna with someone famous. Becky spotted him (I wouldn’t know him from Adam), a male model, dining with his wife and two young children. I won’t say who he was because a) I don’t really know who he was and, more importantly, b) just like us, he was enjoying his holiday on this beautiful Greek island and he has the right to do that in anonymity just like anyone else. (For the record our food was delicious – especially the grilled mushrooms – but we ordered far too much!)
Kalispera.