Nur Pansiyon
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The courtyard of my
current home away from home. I'm sitting in that cushioned corner
looking out at some young Australians snacking at the table under that
grape arbor.
Also kvetching because Nur's wireless router won't let me
connect. Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes when it
doesn't, it does if I switch from Linux to Windows, sometimes not even then. When
neither OS can connect, it is usually fixed by cycling power on the
router. The problem is not unique here; I have encountered it sometimes
in Greece as well. It might be related to WPA security as opposed to
WEP. I'll have to start paying attention to which is in effect when I
have this problem.
Meanwhile, I can connect real easily from any of the cafes on the main
square where the Natives play endless backgammon at the cafes, and the
storks hang out in their huge nests atop the ruined pillars
of the byzantine aqueduct.
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This sign in Korean starts
getting seriously whimsical (howzat for an oxymoron?) below the first
horizontal line.
The cafe itself has the tastiest stuffed grape leaves I can
remember. Those are not called dolmas here. I
forget the name, but
dolmas here are stuffed bell peppers. In Rhodes they are grape leaves.
Everywhere else I went in Greece, the grape leaves were called dolmadhakia.
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There used to be stork nests on these pillars like all the others. Recently the birds
have relocated to nearby buildings. Perhaps they sense something crumbling beneath them.
The crumbing house (or whatever) is condemned for
removal. It will be interesting to see whether the storks return afterwards.
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