Time to Move on from Anogeia to Lemnos
By Helen Grubner. Filed in Uncategorized |
On Tuesday morning I woke to the sound of the dawn chorus, gusty winds and decidedly warmer temperatures. An unexpected feeling of sadness though as the bus pulled out of Anogeia. I felt so much at home there and was blessed with beautiful sunny days in which to explore and soak up the atmosphere. Perhaps in the winter months I would feel differently… not so flash coping with the cold.
The old men and shepherds sitting in the Kafeneia, the women selling their handicrafts, the musical culture and small things to amuse small minds, like the high percentage of vehicles in the village bearing no registration plates. I guess one can get away with such practices when living remotely. The small utilities and vans driving slowly through the village with a loud speaker advertising their wares for sale… literally everything from plants, fruit and vegetables, clothing and footwear to hardware.
A full day of travelling lay ahead. Once arriving in Heraklion, a second bus to the airport… finding out where to catch it and actually getting there, a story in itself. Oh the joys of travel! Eventually my flight to Athens, another lengthy wait then a second flight to Lemnos, my final destination. It was quite late when I arrived by taxi to a very warm welcome at Themis and Anna’s home which is located on the slopes of the ancient Kastro in Myrina. That evening we had a wonderful meal out… a lovely start to my week on Lemnos.
I first visited Lemnos back in 2010. On that occasion I arrived by ferry, expecting to find several accommodation proprietors touting for business, which wasn’t the case. However, there was Themis in his little old jalopy of a car, offering a room at a very good rate. I took up the offer and Anna and I have been great friends ever since.
Yesterday the weather wasn’t the best but I had a good walk around Myrina, did some shopping and as the sun was setting, we girls ventured out for a walk around the bay. Today has been stunning, encouraging us once again to walk… this time to the village of Plati where Themis joined us for a drink in the little Square. By the time we had walked back to Myrina, we were starving. Lunch followed by the customary siesta… life isn’t too bad.
Tomorrow we have arranged for a hire car and Themis will drive us to places around the island… very much looking forward to what should be a memorable day.
