Getting Around

 By Maryanna Gabriel

Getting around without a rented car for me has been a combination of bus and taxi. My workshop is in Panormos, Rhythmos, which is on the east side. So sadly, with my reaf of chapters clutched madly in hand, I have to depart my southern idyll. It is a place I will always hold dear.

When I was let off by the bus driver in the seaside town of Panormos I did not know what I would find. It was the worst case scenario. I found myself in the middle of a construction zone on a busy highway and confused as to where I was. So I started walking. My suitcase has wheels so I clattered my way into town. The Greeks here seem to use beautiful smooth slate for sidewalks and even roadways. Fortunately, it worked out as I did not have far to go. Then I remembered I had already researched the question and I had forgotten in my stress. The esim I purchased is finicky. 

Now I am resting and soon I will meet my fellow writers.The food is fresh and delicious and the wine varied. Most of the people visiting are European and I hear a multitude of languages as I walk around with wealth on display. 

This area is more built up. Today, heavy rains have fallen, the first in months. For me it is a relief it is cooler. Incredibly there is only one sheet on the bed and with the change in weather I had to request a blanket for the night. Imagine that. Apparently this is unusual for this time of year.

On a side note, the stories about the extraordinary valour of the flotillas to Gaza have been consuming for me.