Saturday, March 23, 2013

Eviva Malacca!

Off to Themi’s Vacation House

We weren’t on a tight timeline, so we left a bit later than we had planned.  It was about 11am when we left for Paralimni. Paralimni is towards the east end of the island. Monday was a banking holiday, so Themi and his family were staying until Monday. I was driving separately because I was planning to leave on Sunday for Paphos, a city on the opposite end of the island. Most of the restaurants and bars were closed since it was still off season, so it looked a little like a ghost town. The town was very clean and beautiful though. Up and down the streets there were bars everywhere – it was clear this was a beach town that thrived on tourism. Before going to the apartment Themi mentioned we’d stop by a drug store to pick up some incidentals. On the way searching for a drug store I saw an advertisement for an In & Out restaurant – is there anything they can’t fake on the island? We give up on the drug store search and head to the apartment.


Smiling and ready to go!

Themi getting in the...driver seat?

Maria double checking the locks


Arriving

The apartment was a nice 2 bed/1 bath unit with a common sized balcony. Since his family is only there occasionally and they do not rent it out, they have neither WiFi nor Cable. Not a big deal, folks go on vacation to get away from those things. It would though keep me from updating the blog for a few days. Not a problem, I wrote out my posts in Microsoft Word and would upload them later. 


Mikaelis, bringing up some groceries

Unpacking


The Beach

Shortly after arriving we unpacked and head for the beach. We were to meet a few of Themi’s friends and their families. As we were walking down the waterfront about 10 people joined us of all ages. I’m reminded once again that nothing Greeks do is small or low key – I love it. Me, Themi and his good friend Dimitri chat for a bit. Themi and Dimitri fish together frequently during on the on-season. Than Themi mentions my travels. Dimitri used to be a security officer for the Cypriot Foreign Ministry, so he’s been everywhere. After some time the rest of the group decides to go back to Dimitri’s – Themi, Dimitri and I head off for a coffee at a coffee shop. I talk to Dimitri about Egypt – he mentions safety isn’t a big issue but water and cleanliness is. Never, ever drink water that isn’t bottled and do not open your mouth in the shower. Also use bottled water when brushing your teeth. I’ve got my UV and carbon water filters, but I’m thinking to stick to bottled water going forward. We also talk about Dubai and Abu Dhabi. He’s a big fan of Abu Dhabi. Go to the Yas Marina Island and Emirates Palace, he suggested. Parts of the Emirates Palace are entirely made of gold. They have ATM machines that dispense gold. The place is crazy he says. He also says fuel there is cheaper than a bottle of water.

Me & Themi

Me & Dimitri
 

Dinner

Themi’s told me he had wanted to take me to the best meze restaurant in Cyprus. Unfortunatly it was closed. We would later bump into the owner of the meze restaurant and Themi’s would give him a hard time about not being open. Our alternative is a kebob place that’s also a favorite amongst the group. We join the group – many of whom are eating and drinking and order. Everyone is happy and having a blast. Themi’s son, Mikaelis, has been my Greek teacher for the week. He’s an excellent teacher but I’m a poor student. It’s time I learn some real words I’m told and my vocabulary grows. As I repeat them, not knowing exactly what I’m saying, the kids start cracking up. The adults are laughing hysterically. Throughout the night I’ve learned how to say “cheers” and a word involving the hole of an anus. I lead several toasts with my new phrase and everyone laughs hysterically.

We eat very late, something not uncommon growing up, and end up staying at the restaurant until almost midnight.  These kids are serious troopers and know how to have fun.



Nighttime

After getting back to the apartment Themi and I catch up on family. Looking at the family tree hierarchy, he shares a branch with my mother. He’s the same age though as my sister though. We have a lengthy conversation about our family, what we remember about my grandparents, uncles, aunts, etc. I was to head to Paphos the next day, but we would do some sightseeing beforehand. 

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