Geiá sou to all that

 I never really thought much about greetings I receive when I see people that  I know or not. But in another country with a different language the alternatives become more obvious. I have always had a positive response when I use the regular Kalimera over here. But it’s now clear as people know me better and I am seen much more than a fleeting visitor the greeting then changed. For people who I met back in September it’s now Geiá sou ( sounds like Yasoo) Paul, which I really like. It’s not universal, some people still use the more formal greeting.

I met a friend of mine yesterday and they told me there is a story that I go poking about in the rubbish bins in Hora. I find this hilarious. There is an element of small village gossip over here. I tend to seed this with things that amuse me, which I don’t mind going around like wild fire, keeping the private stuff close to my chest. I do look in the bins, I often compress them down as when it’s windy stuff gets blown onto the mountain. They are poorly situated in the car park. If there is metal, I retrieve it for my scrap metal friend who I saw today in Livadi. I have found many  useful things for the cats too. My Campari supping friend liked this sign I found in the bin today, presumably from a bar somewhere up here?

I did a few chores and walked along Livadi  beach today, and had a sandwich and coffee as usual. I have told the people in the coffee shop and the supermarket that I use in Hora, that I am moving and showed them some photos. I have been told I need to have a house warming party too….

I was thinking about my five daily words and how some blend into each other confusing my language challenged brain. The might not look similar, but I have had to spend time today reminding myself of each, that is alla - but, allo  - another and ola - all.


Finally I decided to  do my bed sheets today, but regretted it as soon as hung them out. It was blowing a gale, I hadn’t realised it was so bad. The washing line got blown down, amazingly the sheets did not seem to get dirty from the sand encrusted rooftop. The bonus was they were soon dry and back on the bed.

I am going to Dog Palace tomorrow not to walk the dogs, but to help tidy the garden. It will be good to see Mavro again.

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