One of the perks of my job is that it’s seasonal. I work 6 days a week from May 1 to October 31st. I work at a hotel, by the way. This year, understandably, the Greek tourism industry took quite a hit, and so I had to end work a month earlier. That means I’m officially unemployed since Thursday, September 30th. It also means I have to now get a life. I get so used to the daily work routine that a day without work is almost stressful for me. What am I going to do? Who am I going to see? It’s really quite stupid when I think about it, but I’ve been working since I was 13 years old and work is essential to my mental well-being.
This coming winter I’ve made some plans to keep me busy: I’m going to visit my family and friends in San Francisco in November; I’m going to visit my friend Byrony in London in February; hopefully I’ll be able to travel around to a few more places (which are as of now undecided). I will focus on my love of cooking; I’ll also focus on exercising more, which I don’t necessarily love, but I do enjoy. I’m even thinking I’ll sign up for a few dance lessons just to keep busy and learn something new. I wanted to take advantage of my down time and maybe take a photography class, but unfortunately those are not available here in Nafplio. We are still ways off from offering such things.
While the weather is still nice – sunny and crisp – I’m filling up my days with much more relaxing activities like Sunday-morning fishing with my mom, uncle and aunt, followed by a gorgeous lunch of lamb and eggplant stew (I’m talking SERIOUS YUMMO) in their backyard under the grapevine’s shade. What a lovely day. My uncle George and aunt Anna have a fishing boat – it’s nothing fancy, but it’s more than good enough to use for a relaxing ride out on the waves. This little boat even has a sun cover so you can fish all you want without having to toil under the sun. They’ve been going on their amateur fishing trips for a few years now, always getting a crowd to join them early on Sunday mornings. The last time my family went fishing with them was last September, where my sister got stung by a huge bee on top of her head and had to spend the next 10 days looking like that kid from The Mask – not the Jim Carrey movie, but the other one, where Cher is the mom and Eric Stoltz is the kid with the really puffy face.
I could never join them on their fishing excursions because in the summer I always work on Sundays. It’s been an unfulfilled desire…until today. Pics below detail our adventure…