by Ben (a.k.a. The Hunchback of Kas)
22.02.2013 - 22.02.2013 14 °C
We have been nearly two weeks in Kas (two weeks on Sunday). Our lives have definitely taken on a slower rhythm. Perhaps I should rephrase that; the tempo of life for Muriel and me has certainly become more leisurely while Hannah’s and Abby’s is marked by the regular staccato sounds of fingers attacking computer keys recording their daily learning. The name Kas means school in Abby and Hannah’s personal dictionary while in mine it could well mean lazy.
The kids’ schooling arrangements do have a few perks among one of which is choosing their own working hours, which is usually a school day starting around 11 am and extending into the early evening hours. They can also chose their own school uniform for which they have chosen PJs unless they are taking a mid day break and going into town for a leisurely shop and lunch. Nonetheless, they are working very hard and will hopefully more fully enjoy the fruits of their labour when we hit the road in couple of weeks and they can in good conscience let their books sit at the bottom of their backs undisturbed for another several weeks.
Friday was market day again. The weather was blustery to the extreme with a smattering of rain mixed in for good measure which added a whole new dimension to our market visit. The market area is on a slope with no protection from the wind. Each vendor has strung up a tarp to keep their wares and potential customers dry. It makes for a crazy patch work of tarps and a spider web of ropes. The wind plays all sorts of games with this arrangement. While at a stall your are likely to slammed on the top of the head by the bouncing tarp overhanging the produce and as you make your way to the next vendor your risk of being garrotted by a tie line increases exponentially with the number of shoppers trying to negotiate their way through the same market area. The weather conditions do seem to create a sense of camaraderie among the merchants as they together try to figure new and more labyrinthine ways of securing their flailing tarps to their neighbour’s jostling awning. Unfortunately the result is just a larger sail to catch the wind and the entire covering of the market ascends and descends in unison just increasing the force at which market patrons will be struck if they are not alert.
To give you a bit of a sense of what the market is like I have some video footage. As with a lot of our other video clips it is not the best due to the kind of camera we have. Another bigger mitigating factor for our photography of people is the fact that we don't like being obvious that we are taking pictures. It is an invasion of personal space to a degree so in this case I just have the camera at waist level and take the video footage without looking and just see if I end up lucky.
A few nice finds this market day were lemon and thyme jelly and toasted chickpeas covered in a crisp salty coating that makes them look a lot like a round cheesie. Another nice change in our diet is the re-emergence of the potato. We have not seen much in this regard for a couple of months at least in terms of the affordable. The cheap oranges, tomatoes and cucumbers are also a wonderful boon to keeping our food budget low.
As you may have read in an earlier blog post, my back chose to go on vacation soon after we reached Kas. I am still fighting to keep my back muscles from going into prolonged spasm but am at least on my feet and getting our for part of the day. So before we headed back to our house I walked to the pharmacy to get more back medicine. Meanwhile Abby and Muriel went by what is fast becoming our favourite restaurant to pick up a couple of donners to go to share with Hannah who stayed home to study. On their way back to car Muriel and Abby recognized it was their sworn duty to stop by one of two tiny pickup trucks with glass enclosed cargo areas containing syrup soaked bakery sweets. They spied baklava among his offerings and bought enough for dessert at a fraction of the price we paid we paid in Greece. It was truly a very sweet deal.
The weather for the remainder of Friday kept school in session for some and sent others to curl up with a good book. You can probably guess who did what.