June 10, 2010, Thursday, 20:25

On the way to the Greek market

For Prinos - a small fishing village on the western side of the island of Thassos we went to town Limenaria away some 15 km local bus. Prinos The town still has a direct ferry from Kavala, the administration of the island.

After entering the bus to the bus filled to the brim felt Galician village atmosphere of the seventies. It reminded me of driving a bus on the route Limanowa - Old and New Sacz over deep in our commune. Passenger only aimed at the island market in Prinos bravely served approximately fifty-guard.

And that cried out a welcome greeting to embarking on the various stops of the natives. Others as a friend patted, and others loudly chastised for this, that you forget to pay a toll, and now must get out. Extremely efficient tearing tickets from his konduktorskiego binder and before giving passengers tore it in half. Deleting the passage, releasing small cassette specially constructed to posegregowanymi coins. The ticket cost about three euros (somehow it was hard for us to add the appropriate rate of tolls).

Suddenly, in the middle of our way to the market, there has been an unexpected situation for us. When we reached the center of the small village Maries, our conductor was issued after a strong command of our Greek ordered quadruple (I traveled with three nice turystkami Polish), and even there, someone suddenly get off the bus. Previously, we had already been cleared for travel tickets.

With great surprise and concern at the same time, but with full submissiveness adopted this firm order wysiadki. Indeed, as our conductor with us left the bus, staying with us at the bus stop. Now you as a friend tried to tell us that in a few minutes will come after us another bus and fascia us to our destination. And so it happened - a new, completely empty bus pulled up, taking us further, already quite a very long journey, taking passengers waiting at bus stops.

We promised a lot when you're advertising for a friendly tour guide Kasia only on the island market in Prinos. We relied on the fact that we can purchase some handicrafts and artifacts of the original natives. And here, unfortunately, arrived too pervasive, as in our Chinese, flooding the stalls shoddy, unified household goods and clothes Made in China.

Fruits and vegetables grown on the island did not impress us. Probably still too early time of the Greek fruit abundance. Only seedlings of herbs, vegetables and flowers in a multicolored diversity stand.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the fair, I managed to find hidden among the greenery and grapes in July to a small orthodox church entrance. It allowed me time to gain distance from the bustling market on the island and cemented in the belief that there will be an attraction that I can recommend my visitors coming to Thassos.

PS. Bows for Tosi, Basia, and Kasia.

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February 3, 2010, Wednesday, 10:44

At the carnival - the tail of cabbage

Before leaving the forest, I went to the corner shop to stock up for my fresh bacon Ptaszyn forest. At the butcher's stand drew my attention simply a pig's tail - after all, approaching carnival. In my family house on Sądecczyźnie, it is this kind of passage of the annual topless struck at the very end of the carnival into boiling cabbage.

Zapusty called last weekend before Ash Wednesday (on Thursday bold). And the pig's tail found in the cabbage signaled that end already own stocks, taken at the beginning of winter. Thus Ends Madness carnival time, play time, time, and all the pleasures waiting period of fasting and then a poor and difficult scarcity.

Although Ash Wednesday until Feb. 17, the tail has already bought. Let them lie in the freezer waiting for my cabbage. Every year Kish her forest cottage in a clay beczułce, and goes straight from the basement to the traditional stew, salad or as a real pickled cabbage with a roux, or without.

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February 1, 2010, Monday, 22:41

Halloo for Joey

The devil take long snows and frosts. Watching regular and prolonged winter, had made preparations for the perverse use its power and charm. Winter activities - this is it! After all, earlier in our climatic zone could only dream about.

In my lack of a forested area of hills and mountains. But buried in the snow beautiful forest Bory Stobrawskich ducts are ideal for winter running. So a week has already started to look for cross-country skiing. This is not so easy in Opole, because either the lack of suitable skis, or you can not choose the right shoes that fit the bindings. Often in specialized shops, I heard that we do not have the tradition that discipline to practice winter sports and cross-country skis do not sell. Hotele recommended to me for this unit on the stock exchange with różnościami.
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