My Molyvos friends - two more arrived a bit later, as well as a whole load of food and drink... A fantastic – if unexpected – evening with an international array of twelve women, all of whom live in Molyvos. I’d only thought there’d be two ‑ Melanie and her friend of the lost purse. If/when I come back, I need to have learned to speak some Greek, as for someone who lives by words, for once I was at a loss for anything meaningful to contribute to the conversation as they bantered back and forth in Greek – thankfully with a lot of hand gestures, so I had an inkling of what was being talked about – a good deal of it rather risqué by all accounts! There were three Dutch women – of whom Melanie was one, and she kept me up to speed with what was being talked about; another Englishwoman; a woman who’d been born in Australia but had grown up in Athens; the young woman I’d bought my rum from at the local supermarket, who hailed from Uzbekistan; and the rest, I think, were native Greek – including the lovely Alexandra, who I’d love to have had a conversation with, but who spoke as little English as I speak Greek – i.e. none :( When the question of age unfortunately made its way round the table at one point, it turned out that Alexandra and I are the same age – so I felt even more drawn towards her. Note to self: must buy Greek phrase book before returning…
The women had arranged to have this get-together as it’ll soon be too busy once the tourist season starts – so the fact that the Lost Purse Incident happened that morning and was the only reason I was there was something I couldn’t stop feeling amazed about all evening.
I realised why I’d thought the Women’s Cooperative was always closed every time I went past – the ground-floor bit is a workshop – where we ate was on a covered verandah overlooking the sea, above the workshop. I hadn’t noticed the steps leading up to it until last night, when I did a bit more snooping round as I knew it had to be open, as that’s where we were meeting.
The women ordered a meze – a fabulous mixture of all sorts of Greek dishes, as well as red wine – of the dry and medium variety. The ‘medium’ turned out to be very sweet, like Communion wine – nice! And although I drank a fair amount, I didn’t feel tipsy, which was good as I had to drive a little way back to the hotel after…
They were wanting to go to the Pirate Bar afterwards, as there was apparently live music there. After some discussion amongst themselves, Melanie asked me if ‘ska’ was a type of music. I said that it was but I hadn’t heard any since the 80s – but that may just be me and my country leanings. We all walked up to the bar later, but it was packed and noisy and didn’t feel like my kind of thing – and I was a bit concerned that they were having to stay up at the hotel until I got back, there being so few people staying there. So I said my goodbyes and went back to the Delfini and bed.
I bumped into Melanie again this morning, which was good as I was able to thank her for the evening and say a proper goodbye.
I’m shortly bound for Ellenis Workshop, to meet the musical daughter of my woodworking friends. The weather’s changed to cloudy – though still warm by UK standards – but I’m not sure if it’s going to be suitable for playing outdoors, as planned. Anyway, I’ll soon find out…
The women had arranged to have this get-together as it’ll soon be too busy once the tourist season starts – so the fact that the Lost Purse Incident happened that morning and was the only reason I was there was something I couldn’t stop feeling amazed about all evening.
I realised why I’d thought the Women’s Cooperative was always closed every time I went past – the ground-floor bit is a workshop – where we ate was on a covered verandah overlooking the sea, above the workshop. I hadn’t noticed the steps leading up to it until last night, when I did a bit more snooping round as I knew it had to be open, as that’s where we were meeting.
The women ordered a meze – a fabulous mixture of all sorts of Greek dishes, as well as red wine – of the dry and medium variety. The ‘medium’ turned out to be very sweet, like Communion wine – nice! And although I drank a fair amount, I didn’t feel tipsy, which was good as I had to drive a little way back to the hotel after…
They were wanting to go to the Pirate Bar afterwards, as there was apparently live music there. After some discussion amongst themselves, Melanie asked me if ‘ska’ was a type of music. I said that it was but I hadn’t heard any since the 80s – but that may just be me and my country leanings. We all walked up to the bar later, but it was packed and noisy and didn’t feel like my kind of thing – and I was a bit concerned that they were having to stay up at the hotel until I got back, there being so few people staying there. So I said my goodbyes and went back to the Delfini and bed.
I bumped into Melanie again this morning, which was good as I was able to thank her for the evening and say a proper goodbye.
I’m shortly bound for Ellenis Workshop, to meet the musical daughter of my woodworking friends. The weather’s changed to cloudy – though still warm by UK standards – but I’m not sure if it’s going to be suitable for playing outdoors, as planned. Anyway, I’ll soon find out…
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