Chronicles Week of 30th April
Week of 30th April
It’s Raining
Today is May Day and a national holiday, with most of the shops in Vrysses closed. The internet café continues to be unable to get a connection for about 50% of the time, no really good for business? Guess what, this afternoon it’s actually raining – much to everyone’s surprise.
It’s Raining
Today is May Day and a national holiday, with most of the shops in Vrysses closed. The internet café continues to be unable to get a connection for about 50% of the time, no really good for business? Guess what, this afternoon it’s actually raining – much to everyone’s surprise.
Silence of the Lamb
Since we came here, several times we have seen a young lamb gambolling with children in the street with young children. Yesterday, the harsh reality of life hit home, when we walked past S’s house to see the freshly slaughtered carcass of the lamb being carried from the avli. Returning from our walk the lamb was hung from a tree in muslin. Just something to get used to.
Bananas
We brought a large blue fruit bowl with us from England. Since we have been here the bowl has almost perpetually remained full, thanks to the kind gifts of oranges and lemons from neighbours. Mandarins come from the “Tiri” (cheese) van which visits the village every Friday and now stops outside the Englishwoman’s house…. which leaves only bananas from the local INKA supermarket.
It’s Raining
Today is May Day and a national holiday, with most of the shops in Vrysses closed. The internet café continues to be unable to get a connection for about 50% of the time, no really good for business? Guess what, this afternoon it’s actually raining – much to everyone’s surprise.
It’s Raining
Today is May Day and a national holiday, with most of the shops in Vrysses closed. The internet café continues to be unable to get a connection for about 50% of the time, no really good for business? Guess what, this afternoon it’s actually raining – much to everyone’s surprise.
Silence of the Lamb
Since we came here, several times we have seen a young lamb gambolling with children in the street with young children. Yesterday, the harsh reality of life hit home, when we walked past S’s house to see the freshly slaughtered carcass of the lamb being carried from the avli. Returning from our walk the lamb was hung from a tree in muslin. Just something to get used to.
Bananas
We brought a large blue fruit bowl with us from England. Since we have been here the bowl has almost perpetually remained full, thanks to the kind gifts of oranges and lemons from neighbours. Mandarins come from the “Tiri” (cheese) van which visits the village every Friday and now stops outside the Englishwoman’s house…. which leaves only bananas from the local INKA supermarket.
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