Bus strike still on so shared taxi back to Paphos. Rather nice as the rain has returned and we are now carrying, in addition to our overnight things, fat hardcover books that we've borrowed, and the shared taxi provides door to door service - once the driver has figured out where the doors are, that is. A small problem in booking the service. Thinking that it might well be raining at the return time, I ask if we could be picked u at the McDonald's beside the supermarket, envisioning shelter and possibly coffee. My requests seems to be incomprehensible, and I finally give up. On reflection, I remember a previous Cypriot passenger asking to be let out at MACdonald's, whereas my pronunciation features only one vowel - the O. To a Greek speaker my version is probably hopeless.
Overheard in the Paphiessa lounge, speaker an elderly woman: I'm an atheist myself because you can pray anywhere.
Overheard in the Paphiessa lounge, speaker an elderly woman: I'm an atheist myself because you can pray anywhere.
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