This morning it was not only screaming mothers but roosters crowing that awoke us. I went to the market to buy some oranges and peaches for breakfast. I bought three oranges for 30 cents and the vendor said he had “fine fine” peaches. They were badly bruised. He must take me for a chump. Using my limited Greek I said his peaches were rotten and walked away. It was oranges, rusks and honey for breakfast then off to the beach for three hours to return home for a lunch of rusks, canned sardines and watermelon. The Dutchies and us packed up getting ready for our trip tomorrow to Piraeus. We walked to a restaurant and got a table before a line up of people started. We had an unhurried meal and the staff was trying to get people in and out of the restaurant quickly. In Greece of 1971, they wouldn’t even serve your dinner until 7 and you could have a relaxed meal. Are there dollars in their eyes? It is even getting more difficult to find a room. The Greeks seem ruder and more impatient. We had a tasteless pastry at a café for dessert and went to see an old 1940 movie called Rebecca at an open-air cinema. It was a great movie directed by Alfred Hitchcock starring Joan Fontaine and Laurence Olivier
“Travels to a Different Time”: 22July1973: Paros, Greece: Roosters, Rotten Peaches and a Changing Greece: Hitchcock Movie in an Open-Air Cinema
