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Can you believe it?!

It’s crazy.

Just checked the Farenheit equivalent of the current and ‘real feel’ Celsius temperatures today.

Seriously hot.

We are talking 116 degrees F real feel and tomorrow anticipated, an astonishing 102 F actual temperature…and that is in the shade.

 

Phew! Scorchio. Time for a dip,

Best dip ever: from a great height in our Laskarina days on Lipsi!

 

 

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It’s not a fact that I often boast about but I have actually had the amazing experience of running the 100 metres at the Olympics. Let me tell you the tale.

Several years ago, travelling back from Lipsi, a tiny island within the Greek Dodecanese, to Corfu, our winding journey took us via Nemea, a glorious area near the Peloponnese and the Corinth canal. It was late October and we passed roadside stalls selling the beautiful Nemean grape and delicious locally made red wine. By chance, we came across a totally understated historical site and museum hidden away in the countryside.

Further investigation walking around the grounds we spied the entrance to a tunnel. Drawing us into it’s darkness and cool shade, we could see that the stone walls were full of scratched graffiti, not the modern garish aerosol variety, this was scribe written in approximately 400 BC. This was a site of the Ancient Olympic games! The tunnel would have been full of bronze Adonises prior to entering the waiting sports arena, crowded with noisy and cheering spectators.

We had to venture further, from the darkness of the tunnel we were immersed into the warm autumn sunlight, we had entered the stadium. It was silent and calm. It was magical.

With terraces on three sides, at the shorter end of the stadium we found a long shallow ridge in the earth about a centimetre deep, it was with the sudden realisation that this would have been the starting line for the barefoot athletes, that I immediately kicked off my shoes and felt the ancient dusty line under my toes. The fact that they also were naked did not however, entice me to strip off, but the sheer anticipation and tension of the start of a race spurred me to sprint the length of the stadium like the Lipsi wind. To imagined ancient cheers, as we were totally alone, I proudly ran the 100 metres.

An even longer time ago, way back in the mists of time, it was great to know the actual Bronze Adonis scriber. It’s true, I could be described as having an under developed athletic figure, “long and rangey” a so called friend once described me with a look of pity. I felt like an athlete that sunny day and funnily enough the Nemean contest victors were honoured by a crown of celery, and a very long time ago someone once mistakenly called me “Celery” instead of Sallery of course!?

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Traditionally Greek Easter eggs are dyed red. The smashing egg contest, which follows the feast of lamb on the spit, usually leaves the hands stained a pinky red. This year the contest will be at Hawaii Pool Bar, Pelekas in the company of lovely friends.

Several years ago, on the tiny island of Lipsi in the Dodecanese islands, my red Easter red egg won the whole competition of the island. It was a champion egg. Sadly, in my euphoria of winning I finally rested it on the taverna table, only to see it roll off and smash on the floor… you see, the adage is true, pride does come before a fall. We did laugh!

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We love to walk

Put one foot forward and begin. Great Greek memories of Laskarina in Lipsi, Leros, Patmos and Kalymnos to name  a few islands. Of course walks in Corfu, Scotland, India and Thailand too. So, there are lots of stories to come, as well as the wedding tales, or should it be tails or even trails!

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