of December 1993. Taken from my diary when I was teaching English on the island of Symi, Greece. Can't write well, was up to 4 a.m. thanks to a party and am forgetting how a good night's sleep feels. I'm stale and my throat is sore. The school owner is visiting from Rhodes, so I … Continue reading On the Third Day…
The weekend of 6 - 8 November 1993, on the island of Symi, Greece. Recorded in my diary of the time, when I taught ESOL there. The 8 November is the festival of Archangel Michael of Panormitis. The Greek Orthodox Church states that the miraculous icon of the Archangel Michael on the island of Symi … Continue reading A Long November Weekend
September 1993, that is... Back from visiting my parents in Rhodes over the weekend, I feel quite distant. Always takes me time to readjust to The Rock. Start the day by filling the well for an hour, delivering my laundry, going for a swim (really more of a 'bob' as there's a swell), then to … Continue reading Say Do You Remember?
(This is taken from the journal I kept when I was the English teacher on Symi aka ‘The Rock’. To afford privacy, I have removed people’s names). Bright skies give way to thunder, hail and rainstorms. The street by the school becomes a river and the side stairs to my apartment a stream, as hail … Continue reading Tuesday 23 November 1993
My three days on Symi are nearing an end, so I’m back at Elpida’s for ship’s biscuit – my boat sails in four hours and this time I’m going to be prepared. I’ve been able to keep my room until I leave for Rhodes, as usual. An Italian couple, who were supposed to take it … Continue reading Running the Island
Before a sea crossing, I find it always helps to be hydrated and to line the stomach. Those who are carb-phobic, look away now. Yes, the ship’s biscuit is the thing – minus weevils, of course (unless you’re truly desperate for protein). Ship’s biscuit can be toast, plain cookies, potato chips or crackers and it … Continue reading Ship’s Biscuit
Yes, it's not hot enough for me in Rhodes Old Town, so I've swapped cobblestones for steps and am spending the weekend on Symi. My feet are happy, my calf and thigh muscles in shock. There's no special occasion, it was simply high time I took the trip - so I did. This report is … Continue reading Some Like it Hot: A Weekend on Symi