I spent the morning of my first day on Symi just chilling out, catching up with things I need to do on the internet, and meeting people. Having spent three months on Symi last year I got to know a lot of people and while not being a local it’s a very different feeling to just being here as someone who comes for a couple of weeks holiday.
It was strange going into the supermarket where I did most of my shopping last year, being greeted by the family that run it as if I was returning to the fold. On Friday when I arrived, naturally I ate out in one of the restaurants but I’m in a large studio apartment in the hotel with good kitchen facilities. So when I was in the supermarket buying water and looking for nutbars I made the snap decision that rather than eating out every evening as had been my intention I would cook for myself as I did last year. It just seemed the natural thing to do – after all, I lived here for 3 months.
I spent the whole morning on the computer and chatting to people, very relaxing. It’s nice to have a sense of belonging.
Then I went for a walk in the mountains and after a week of walking on Kalymnos I was fair zipping along, like a spring lamb, or more realistically, a bit more like an arthritic old goat. The weather was absolutely perfect for walking, cloudless sky, warm sun with a breeze to make it really comfortable. Two things struck me, first that I was very familiar with the paths and second that the distances between places seemed shorter than on Kalymnos. I got where I was going more quickly.
I walked around to one of the prime viewpoints down to the harbour and sat there for my banana and nutbar. It’s a great place with a lot of memories and I stayed there a good while drinking it in and playing around with the camera.
Eventually I left and continued around the ridge and dropped down to the beach at Nimborio where I swam and lazed in the sun to dry off. I guess it’s the sense of familiarity and belonging but I’m more relaxed here, not as driven to ‘go-and-do’ as I usually am.
Last year’s blog readers may remember the trauma of not being able to find green beans to make fasolakia, a shortage apparently caused by the lorry drivers’ strike on the mainland. Now, I sourced green beans and fennel very quickly and the rest of the ingredients were straightforward. I made a good panfull of it and now have 3 more portions in the fridge. Speeds up the meal-making process enormously.
What will I do while I’m here? I guess I’ll make it up as I go along.