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Monday, 1 February 2010

Sunday, January 31/2010

Sunny and warm winds and everyone out on the promenade. The scent of sugar announces the cotton candy booth before we can see it and there's also a stall where they're grilling corn on the cob and roasting chestnuts. The ice cream kiosks are also seeing queues. Take a walk on the pier. The boat with a bar on deck is doing a fair business. there's now a tent-style bar on the beach itself - not bad and chairs outside as well as in. It does seem the beginning of the dividing out of the beach by the various commercial interests, though. Already there are large areas staked with skeletons of beach ubrellas and a huge stack of chaise long frames looking like an industrial recycling tip, as well as fairly unsightly corrugated metal storage sheds advertising hotel and beach umbrella hire. How much longer until it looks like the south of Spain, with only narrow public paths leading down to the sea between the large tracts cordoned off by hotels and their deck chairs.

M&M stop for tea on their way back from Limassol, bringing a lovely herbal tea mixture with them, courtesy of Maggi's friend Anita, who is studying Greek with her.