Greece: a country of dichotomies

For almost three months while we were in Greece I kept thinking: “I need to write a post on Greece as a dichotomy country, as I have seen it as a resident, not a mere visitor.”  I never got around to do it. We’re living in two hours for Ireland so this is my last chance.

Why dichotomy country? Because there is such a massive difference between the public and the private property. Because there is such a contrast between what people tell you about their salaries being cut and the abundance they still live in. Such a gap between the blessings that God has poured upon this country and the negative attitude and talk you hear everywhere. Let me give you some examples of what shocked, amazed and saddened us for 90 days or so.

1. The private and the public.

The Greeks are so very proud of their apartment buildings, their houses and their gardens, especially those who live in  the North. Extreme care is giving to keeping an aesthetic appearance through micro-irrigation systems, lawn and building maintenance. We have travelled a lot in Europe so I can say without goofing that the average apartment building in Greece exceeds by far the quality and square meters of even those in Switzerland. The public, on the other hand, is at the other extreme pole. Roads are unkempt and pure dangerous many times. The bins are rarely collected on time due to councils’ lack of funds and subsequent bin men strikes. Compost is literally dumped on the road from the very tidy private gardens of the illustrious Greek citizens.

The Greeks adopt the same attitude when it comes to dealing with people. If it’s on their private territory they go out of their way to make you feel welcomed. They overfeed you and treat you like royalty. They are the best of friends and the kindest neighbours. If they deal with you on public territory you’re…well…unlucky. They are rude and grossly inefficient when in public positions(I came to believe their standard response to ANY query is NO, before they even listen to your request). They honk, beep and curse when driving, to the slightest mistake you make. They are impatient in buses, on the road, in the market(even if you’re pushing a pram). As I said, unlucky.

2. Poverty and waste

I felt for the elderly in Greece. They are the ones who have felt the blow the hardest when the government decided to cut down salaries and pensions. We know there are many people who won’t be able to heat their homes this winter because heating oil has become way too expensive. I felt for the young families where one or both of the parents have lost their jobs and they had been forced to move in with their parents. I cried when one day a young woman in the market approached us(and everybody else passing by) asking for help as they were being evicted from their rental accommodation. It broke my heart to see she was carrying a young child who was too ashamed to look people in the eye and had her head burrowed in her mum’s shoulder. It left me shaken because I know how proud Greek people are and I knew this young woman had reached the bottom.

But I was shocked time and again when we went out and saw people leaving heaps of food on the table at the end of a meal. People buying six to eight 10-kilo detergent boxes at the time just because the supermarket had a deal they couldn’t resist. How their sweet shops and bakeries(ARTos, very appropriately called) are amazing artistry display shows and how much of their produce goes in the bin at the end of the day. Looking at the tempting sweet shop window displays, noticing that the only businesses doing well in Greece at the moment are the food shops I had the strong feeling Greek invest their money in the immediate pleasure, not in the everlasting. In palatable goods and not in feeling good about helping each other and their country to progress.

3. Rich country and poor attitudes

Which brings me to the general attitude of poverty of attitude. As I said, we never stepped into a public office without being given the standard “no” first. Even when doing simple tickets like buying bus tickets we were asked to go back(a mere 30-minute drive) the following day because there was NO way they could release tickets from the day before. When asked why the public service workers just stare. If it hasn’t been done before, they won’t initiate the change, even if it’s as simple as releasing a ticket. The Greeks seem to have lost never had a sense of civilization as in ” the social process whereby societies achieve an advanced stage of development and organization.” From early days they have labelled themselves as democrats; democracy as in “a form of government in which the supreme power is vested in the people and exercised directly by them.” I found functionaries in Greece unwilling to want to help their country attain that advanced stage of organisation because they are only interested in exercising supreme power over the poor people they were appointed to serve.

On the upper hand, Greece is a blessed country. With wonderful scenery, glorious weather and beautiful fresh produce. These alone should suffice(and has for us) to make one grateful and happy to have lived here. Greece has wriggled its way into my heart. I fell in love with it when I was 17 and I came here camping with YWAM. I fantasised in it as an Erasmus student and now I love it with a mature love of understanding and acceptance. I am sorely sorry we have to leave it for a season but I know we will return sooner than later. Because we love it and we can’t be away from it for too long.

Back from holidays

At least, for a while :-) . It’s been a great summer and because I have been too busy enjoying myself promises have been broken(what, PostADay?, yeah, I know,I screwed up!) and Alexa numbers have dropped. Oh well, not to worry, I have the whole winter to make it up to myself, to Alexa and to PostADay.

What have we been up to in the last three weeks?

1. Had another set of family visiting. Brothers in law, to be more exact. Precise on diets but not very good with keeping the time…yeah, I prefer girls, thanks!

2. Spent time with a friend who goes way back to my student days. Reverted to the careless, silly and giggly girls from back then for a whole of two weeks, can you imagine???

3. Visited more of Greece and loved every minute of it! Greece is gorgeous and I am glad I married a Greek man so O have a lifetime to discover it!

4. ATE!!A lot of good food. Became almost a connoisseur. Which is good when you’re in places like Thessaloniki, where they know how to cook(I can give you an extensive list of places to eat and sweets to try :-) . And bad when you’re heading back to places where Indian is the local speciality.

5. Spent a lot of time outside with Emma. Walks and open markets. Evening swims.

6. Tried to fill my batteries with good memories as we prepare to head back to Ireland at the beginning of October.

Right, enjoy my gallery and talk soon!

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Mama’s Visit

Okay, I have been lazy and haven’t posted for while but it was all for a good reason. We had mum visiting with us for almost two weeks and our mission has been to make sure mum had the time of her life.

We took Mum to visit places of interest to her: a day trip to mount Athos and visits to Thessaloniki’s old catacombs.

We encouraged her to try new things: gyros(a much yummier version of kebab!), wonderful home made sweets from as many zaxaroplastias(Greek sweet shops) we could and a swim in the sea had been on our to-do-list!

Most importantly, we allowed her to spend time with her granddaughter and re-acquaint with Emma as a little girl full of stories, opinions and love for her Bica.

Mum left today and we feel our  mission has been achieved in its most important task: Emma begged her till the last moment to stay with us as there is room for her here! There were tears and sadness but more important, there were memories created that will stay with us and soothe us till it’s time to meet again. Yes, life is a continuous series of hellos and goodbyes but as long as we have precious moments to hang on the wait to the next reunion is not that sour…

But we wish you could stay here with us mum, there is room for you here…

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Waiting for my mummy

Mum visiting us in Belfast,Christmas 2009

As we speak, my mummy should be arriving in Thessaloniki;she  is visiting us for a few weeks. Her love gave her strength to face a 17-hour bus trip and come and see us.

I can’t wait to spend time with her. To take her to the beach and show her how well Emma can swim. To take her to laiki(open market) and do the shopping together. To take her with us(Emma and I while hubby is working) and spend the day in Ikea looking for bargains. To spend the evenings together watching Greek T.V. To witness her experience yet another culture and take joy in it.

I love my mum. She has been my pillar and my strength since I can remember. And I am happy she’s healthy and well and we’ll be able to enjoy Greece together for a few days. Kalinixta everybody!!

 

Visiting grandparents and routine chaos

We made it safe to Patra to my in-laws. The seven-hour journey went better than expected as Emma fell asleep at her usual time and woke up only for half an hour when we arrived in my in-laws house around 1 a.m. What really didn’t go well(and it never goes well, every time we have visited them in the summer) was the afternoon nap. It must be the heat or the excitement of seeing them or the change or…but Emma goes from perfect sleeper to crazy sleep-deprived maniac when we come over.  I have been wrecked after a cold and two nights of going to bed at 2 a.m. and have been soo looking forward to having a siesta today,especially since the temperatures soared to 40 Celsius. No such luck for me but…I tried EVERYTHING to coax her into sleeping  and so did her dad, from speaking softly to making threats to leaving her in her room for 10 minutes to cry it off to pretending we were both asleep to taking her into our bed to… Nothing worked and it made me realise what a strong willed child I have. She is the sweetest kid but when she falls off the sleep wagon she goes it with gusto. I got a glimpse of what she’s going to be as an adult: determined, fearless, undefeated. I love all these traits in her and I know they will make her go far in life but when it bring us head to head it’s less pleasant…

Anyway, she did a full shift today from 8 a.m., had a meltdown at the beach after she swam with Papou for undetermined reasons and finally clocked in unsolicited(almost) at 10.30 p.m.

We are taking off for our couple break in the morning so all I can hope is that she is going to fall into rhythm again for her Giagia and Theia who will be looking after her. Next post will be from Zante/Zakynthos. Talk to you tomorrow, have a lovely rest everyone, I know I sure will!!

One of my favourite pictures of Emma form when she was a baby.

 

 

 

 

Travelling days

Okay, I’ve been down with another cold for the past two days and a bit crabby towards hubby because of it. So he decided we should go on a trip to see my in-laws six hours away, leave toddler into my mother in law’s trustful care and head somewhere for a wee “couple break”. It has become a tradition since we had Emma to have a two to three day break from everything tucked away in a good hotel on a blissfully indulgent Greek island. So my one post a day will become a sweet challenge as we never bring a laptop along when we’re away. But I’ll manage somehow :-) . Cheerio for now, talk soon then!

Picture from our Zante trip last year

Settled and taking on new challenges

We have been in Greece for nearly six weeks now. The house is furnished, the air con is in and everybody is settled into a comfortable routine. I am actually very content with it as with Emma we get to go for walks in the morning before it gets too hot(and the place we live in couldn’t be safer and more entertaining for a young child), then we have some Dora the Explorer time while mummy cooks. Siesta is a must every day and it’s not a rare occurrence for Emma to do up to three hours of zzzzzzzz….while mummy reads or rests. In the afternoon we do some indoor activity until it cools off and the we’re off to the beach for an evening swim with Daddy. We go to bed quite late because we always delay either with a gyros or souvlaki in the village square or watermelon or home baked sweets with our dear friends and neighbours.

So it’s time for me to get back into blogging…I have been reading a lot of very interesting books lately and watched a very touching movie I want to write about in the days to come. I have taken(and plan to take more) lovely pics of our family times and want to share them with you. And I know I wouldn’t make time if I didn’t have a motivator so I will take the one post a day Word Press challenge starting from today. So, get used to me again,folks!

Greece so far

We have been officially living in Greece for three weeks on Wednesday. It’s been some rich three weeks. Rich in experience, rich in joy, rich in frustrations.

What have we gained?

A new home in a wonderful neighbourhood, close to friends and people who are genuinely kind and helpful. Humbled time and again is how I felt by the amount of care and help we have received so far. From being welcomed to the airport to having us connected to their own energy supply for the last three days(long story, I won’t get into details). From being invited for coffee SPONTANEOUSLY on Sunday morning to having a glyko(sweet) at midnight in a neighbouring town, we have been surprised to find ourselves part of a great community for which we are grateful.

Emma has gained an appetite for fruit(no, she isn’t cured of her famous pickiness but at least she has added chicken souvlaki, watermelon and melon to her list of favourites). Everybody’s love. A passion for the sea and swimming(she can swim with armbands now and has no fear of water). A love for HUGE dogs, thanks to our neighbours Lena and Pavlos who have a silly gentle monster of a dog who loves kids, NEVER barks and steals cookies from unaware kids(Emma was still licking her fingers after Nami took her cookie, she was so gentle in doing it:-).

All in all, we have gained experience of life in a hot climate.

We had expected stress from tiredness, emotional distress and working long hours at setting a home but what totally tripped us over has been…the humidity. We have been reassured it’s the worst in 20 years but we had never anticipated the fatigue that goes with purely sitting in an armchair and dripping sweat. We haven’t enjoyed a good night sleep since we arrived and we look forward to putting air-con in this week so that our brains go back to normal again.Again, I personally have been humbled as a mum by the experience. I never boasted at being the perfect mum but these three weeks I felt sooo many times that I let my girlie down by losing patience often, having no energy to play with her(expect in the sea, where I felt almost normal again) and sometimes raising my voice and saying things I didn’t mean just because I felt so…hot and sticky.

We have also a better understanding of the Mediterranean culture now.  People go to have a swim in the sea often, have many frappes during the day, have a siesta at noon and a late dinner(out, many times) because everything is regulated by the heat and not because they are lazy…Some might but after I found workaholic hubby asleep behind his desk several times I realised it’s not simply a matter of choice. You do these things because there is no other way simply.

Okay, time to wrap it up. Sweaty again, time for my sixth shower for today and for a bit of siesta(reading on my Kindle, in my case as sleep is impossible in a hot bed).

Talk soon, clammy hugs from Thessaloniki!

Keeping cool

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