First Sports Car. Crica Dublin 1962
My first convertible would still be legal on Hydra, perhaps not designed for pedalling up Donkey Shit Lane though. Thank goodness the rules apply today, our island’s uniqueness has withstood past pressures to motorise. Bravo mass! Thirty something years on I still (“heart”) the Rock. Now for Fall, our favourite time, and for many who are not constrained by school terms.
Kamini prides itself in the tranquillity and timeless factor by not having succumbed to touristy trinket shops of any water, but we do sport four fine quiet dining establishments, and on our outskirts the suave ex-baby-beach Castello wine ‘n dine.
Guilty, remiss and not fair. The Comet has shared too many Koydelania captivating sunsets, and more than a few of Theo’s quirky Pirofani antics, but we have neglected the two other fine dining venues in our village. Christina’s taverna, slap bang in the middle of the valley is about as traditional as one will find anywhere in Greece. Friendly family run, generations worth of serving the local community. Always a good tip, where one sees the local inmates, one is guaranteed good value and grand nosh.
In the middle of our street
Also we have the quaint and secluded snack and drink joint of Stefanos, another native of our valley, with just about all local cuisine made to order. A favourite brunch spot for those who discover it.
Brunch and more in peace
The view sucks by the way
No other news to report so far this summer, no arson attempts, murders, heists, kidnappings, although it was rumoured that a tourist lost a mobile phone and suspected maybe it was pilfered.
Dumb and Dumbo-dog
Nothing of any interest from Kamini can eclipse how Greece has grabbed the global headlines in terms of news. Endless months weeks and finally hours of nail-biting negations, suits armed with documents, treaties, testaments, evaluations, re-negotiations j-setting it across the condiment and …. yawn!! but historically important dialog amongst the powers that be. Our delegation featured above kinda sum up the thoughts about the whole scenario in our village…
Nothing to see here, no significant news, scandal, gossip or riveting insider information, and so essentially all is quiet on the Western Hydra front. Just the way we like it.
The rest of the world can keep it’s jolly old self to itself. Another Bush running for President !! Yay.
More melting ice on the poles, Hooray. Loads of decapitations from enthusiastic religious types, awesome.
Some more Ying-tongs can get a stiffy because they spent oodles on a rhino horn. or can adorn their dining area with an almost extinct elephant tusk, whoopee, or perhaps news of Danish dolphin battering. Oh and then get “real world” started on economy…… politics….. worship related cartoons…. gosh and skin colour; what a superb reason to kill and riot, and the difference it will make!!!!
Yawn!!! no words can do
Sorry, no can do, weez just simple folk trying to live simple lives. So instead we share with y’all our boring auld sunset scene, devoid of international Rhubarb… Slainte!
Shiny new coat— Hip Hip Xara !!
If you see this little girl wandering the streets of Kamini, she is not lost, merely an escape artist investigating her new home… Kamini Valley. Back in March she was on the brink, poor thing of sweet disposition could barely wag her tail as she underwent her first medical at the vets. An emaciated stray who had an incident with a car a couple of years back (we reckon she is about four) and as a result looks like her nose is permanently out of joint. Well it is not, in fact the latest addition to our family has slotted right in. Intelligent, keen to please, happy, clean, self house trained, and only took two days to win Belle’s heart over (whose nose was out of joint for the first 48 hours at the enthusiastic bouncy new arrival). She was introduced to us as Joy, but being Greek we figured Xara was more appropriate, but her nickname has become Funny-Face.
One way ticket?? —March 2015
Who could not take pity, 1st Vet visit
We have of late received many emails from first time visitors about our beautiful island but that a sick kitty was spied, which spoiled their stay, and therefor jumped to the conclusion that the Hydriote residents should do something for the animals. Not so, there are, and have been for decades a dedicated group of people, Local and Foreign, who do an enormous amount of work for our four legged island community. Winter in Summer out, feeding colonies of cats, bringing vets to the island, attending medical issues. So please before you write and complain have a look at what www.hydraark.org animal charity does for the island. Nobody or organisation can fix all ailments but they do their best. Perhaps it may motivate you to help too.
Ke Xara Xara… whatever!!( & Belle) Xara actually sits down to dine
Laid-back June 2015 (how many dogs lie down to eat I ask you?)
