Today was the day for putting shape and colour to all the places that Helen has talked about over the years...of course we had the obligatory visit to the mechanic for the car. The headlight was fixed but today, the drama was that it was leaking coolant. I took an instant liking to the mechanic as he was called Perry. There was a long explanation, but no action. It's a wait and see situation.
Of course we had a rello just around the corner (Eleni's mother) so yes, we dropped in for a drink and chat. After that it was off to see the Jasmine apartments that Helen managed for a while. The owner, George downed tools and we lad a long catch-up over cold drinks. He is very keen for Helen to go back there so he can leave the hotel in trustworthy hands whilst he has a holiday. I marvel at how many really nice friends Helen has. So many people welcome her with real warmth and affection. She must be doing something very right.
Then we went on to and last of all the Aston hire car place that Helen was working at recently. That whole area looked just like the Gold Coast..all apartments, entertainment venues and restaurants. the beach was littered with terracotta bodies who ignored the attractions of the shady trees and basted themselves under a driving sun.
I saw a great sight..people order coffee and it arrives by scooter, carried on a metal tray hanging off the handlebars. Maybe I could do the same and get our Vespa to pay for itself. The other matter of some note is the large number of cathederals being built...maybe with the crazy way the locals drive, these give them some feeling of security.
I must have no staying power as by two oclock I just wanted to go home for food, drink and a nanna nap. that's where I'm going now...
Keep you posted, Love, Lily
