Lucia and Jonathan now count the
days until their departure from Greece—seven weeks have passed in a blink of
the eye, and yet their time here has been fulfilling and enlightening. Work on
the house continues on a daily basis, cutting into precious “beach time”—but
the results have been well worth the effort. The little house and property have
been transformed into a very special home. “Sanctuary” is not too large a word.
Manna from heaven, melons from the gypsies
The house is located on a sharp
bend in the road from Koroni. Each day, the gypsies pass by in their trucks piled
with watermelons and cantaloupe, and invariably a few melons are lost on the
sharp curve. This morning, while Jonathan and Paul were painting the front
exterior wall, a truck rounded the corner and a large melon rolled off the pile
landed on the road, rolled on the property, and came to a stop at the front
door. “I guess that’s your melon now,” said Paul from the scaffolding. The
melon was promptly added to the ice chest.
Planning the first party
On Sunday, while enjoying a day
at Tsapi beach, sitting with a large group of English friends, Jonathan
mentioned his wish to have a house-warming party. Their friends jumped at the
opportunity to plan a party, which is scheduled for Friday. A dozen or so
guests, a whole roasted pig (a Messinian favorite), and variety of food, music,
and entertainment were planned in a matter of minutes.
By early today, the number of
guests had risen to over twenty—local Greek friends, foreign residents
(British, Dutch, and others), and long-term visitors from Europe and beyond.
The koumbaroi head for Athens
The one-week visit from Athens
friends (koumbaroi—Jonathan and Ann’s
best man, his wife, and their daughter) ended on Monday. The three of them
headed home via Mistra, the ancient Orthodox center near Sparta, and
Monemvasia—the medieval Byzantine city perched on a rock in the eastern
Peloponnese.
The house—before and after
In a matter of one year—but
mostly in the past seven weeks—an old and delapidated agricultural house in a
weedy field has been transformed into a real home. Jonathan has spent countless
hours, with the help of both friends and hired workers, to turn an
impossibility into a probability…and then finally into a magical retreat in
southern Greece.
With a fondness for the “before
and after” effect, these few photos are offered.
Seven days and a long list
The next week promises to be a
busy one—there is painting and stuccoing; cleaning and organizing; planting,
trimming, and watering. And then there is the aquamarine ocean beneath a cobalt
sky, the ultimate daily draw. Now, in late July, working much before noon is an
excruciatiing task. A morning of housework easily yields to an early afternoon
of swimming, then eating. And of course napping. How else could Jonathan and
Lucia survive their late nights in the village?
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