No April Fool

Published April 1, 2010 | By Jennifer

It would have been inappropriate, and certainly not our style, to whip out the camera paparazzi style to record the event, but only in Kamini. …

I popped down to get a Paska celebratory take-out bottle of local porridge at Kristina’s, when daughter Archodoula tells me look at who is sitting in the corner of the taverna minding his own.

Perhaps the gent with the toughest job in Europe, taking a well-deserved break. None other than our prime minister, Georgo Papandreao, enjoying a quiet family night out, sampling our village cuisine.

Jennifer

Jennifer first arrived on the Rock at the age of 10, after her father, Michael, bought a house above Hydra’s port. While she lived in Virginia year-round with her mother, Jeanne, and stepfather, Steve, she visited Hydra with her father every summer for a month, in her younger years tripping along the port chasing kitties, then later tripping home from Cavos to make her curfew (father had threatened to call the “police” if she was even a minute late).

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