Long stroll through town, now open for business again. Definitely shirt sleeve weather. Stop at the little charity shop behind the Kition, where a slim woman accompanied by a young boy buys an intensely purple, slinky sequinned dress. New Year's is coming. Carrefour featuring liquor sales again - as they won't on the same scale until next Christmas (bottle of brand name Scotch whisky for €7 - £5.60, $9.35 CAD). Also generous mode with the samples; we`re greeted with tiny cups made of dark chocolate and sitting in gold foil wrappers - drink the Bailey`s they contain and then eat the cup. Christmas carols no longer playing.
Cypriots don`t know how to queue. They frequently work on the Taiwanese principle of pushing in where there`s a space only half a person deep, but it`s not all self-serving. At the post office today I`m trying to establish who is ahead of me. A man is lounging half-way across the room. As he must be there for some purpose, I look inquiringly and he indicates his pile of letters and then points to the wicket. Fortunately the language barrier prevents me from telling him to move up and look like he`s part of a queue.
Cypriots don`t know how to queue. They frequently work on the Taiwanese principle of pushing in where there`s a space only half a person deep, but it`s not all self-serving. At the post office today I`m trying to establish who is ahead of me. A man is lounging half-way across the room. As he must be there for some purpose, I look inquiringly and he indicates his pile of letters and then points to the wicket. Fortunately the language barrier prevents me from telling him to move up and look like he`s part of a queue.