Tue 29.Oct.2013
Rhodes, Greece
"... visits undertaken ... to consult me upon a Point of Style,
or an infinitive
that had somehow split like a string bean in the heat of composition."
- Lawrence Durrell, Reflections on a Marine Venus
No Day
in Greece today. Had I known about the parade up by the New Town, I'd probably have gone.
Instead, I enjoyed a surprisingly quiet and blindingly bright afternoon in the moat and
the medieval Old City. Cool air, but not cold, warm sun, but not hot. And just a tad hazy.
So how did this blazing brilliance get into the sunlight? The magic of Rhodes, to use a
metaphor, as one does when there is no real explanation.
What is with these pictures of ordinary streets thronged with people?
Kind
if a do-it-while-it-lasts thing. Those streets will be empty and contemplative within a few
weeks. The feeling of aliveness is envigorating.
If my words did glow
Ripples again in Mandraki Harbor.
Domestic life
The old hotel brochure trick: photograph the room from the very edge, against the wall.
The room looks huge in the picture. Still, I have the luxury room here - two of the others
are closet-size, and the third is at the back of the building; its windows are fewer, and
look out on very little. I also get the strongest wi-fi signal of the four, which is
saying less than I could wish. Dang stone walls and concrete slab floors!
Nobody cares about the age, sex or species of my visitors.
This Week's Market Pictures
All right, I'm a sucker for bright sun on bins of fruit and vegetables.
What can I say?
I asked what these knobby-skinned fruits are. I thought the vendor said "limes".
Then she offered me one to sniff.
Sunnuvagun! Little though it looked it, it was a lime!
I think there is some oddball EU regulation against selling oddly-shaped fruit and
veggies. Lot's of luck enforcing that in the Greek islands.
