Another chap, a widower of around my age, was on his first "solos" trip and seemed a little quiet to begin with, but by the end of the trip he had really come out of his shell. One night we started talking about the stupid stuff that had happened in our lives and he was telling us about the time when as a young man he had just passed his driving test and his dad lent him his car. He felt like "Jack the Lad" driving round in his dad's car trying to look cool. One night he was pulled over by the police for a routine road check and they asked him to open the boot. Well John's dad was a greengrocer and when he opened the boot there were about 50 cabbages in the back! The cops, doubtless thinking there was something hidden underneath, proceeded to take out all the cabbages one-by-one and put them on the side of the road. Of course there was nothing for them to find so they jumped in their patrol car and drove off - leaving John to put all the cabbages back into the car and looking decidedly uncool!
Another, older John - Geordie John - commented one night that while Greek food was lovely you couldn't beat blackberry and apple pie with custard. So John No. 1 said - "oh you mean toenail pie"! We all cracked up laughing at that but seemingly his mother referred to it as toenail pie in reference to the bits of apple core that sometimes got left in the pie and "tasted like toenails" - now how would she know? Of course it could have been that John's mom had really dodgy hygiene standards but I prefer not to go there .....
I also hit it off with a 74-year-old lady called Cath and have given her my email address. I hope we get to keep in touch as she was such fun and it is nice to stay in touch even if infrequently. When I got home I spoke to my brother (who had originally been planning to come with me) and told him all about it. While I understand why he backed out of this trip I'm hoping that my latest experience will give him the courage to go out and do the same - somehow I think it will.
And a few photos:
|My hotel in Mykonos|
And finally, talking of my oldest son's engagement, he told me that he had asked his younger brother to be his best man. J's reaction was "oh shit"! Nuff said I think!
I love traveling through someone else! Thanks for sharing the human interest side of the trip along with the beautiful photosReplyDelete
Anne I have always been mad about visiting foreign climes and we are lucky enough in Europe to have such diversity. I will keep going as long as the energy is there - and then I will be more than content to settle down to exploring more of Britain and France.ReplyDelete
In the last picture what are the round things? They look like fans.ReplyDelete
I think they probably are fans - hadn't noticed to be honest!ReplyDelete
Older people are fab aren't they? My mum of 86 is an inspiration to me I hope I'm as full of verve and adventure as she is as I age. Your trip sounds a hoot.ReplyDelete
I have always liked older people because if you give them half a chance they usually have some amazing stories. And some just age so well - you should see them round here - they're like blooming mountain goats. I don't know if you read my story of my brother joining the Ramblers. At 73 he was the youngest and (thought) reasonably fit - but they just left him trying not to regurgitate a lung!ReplyDelete