Yesterday evening we witnessed yet more brut ignorance when the chef was asked if she could do fish and chips! Diner was a wholesome affair again but I have run out of phrases to explain my delight to the chef so I thanked her politely instead.
After dinner we head off up the hills to the cabin where we had spent up til morning the previous night. We were greeting once more by ilham who delighted in telling me I had until midnight for it to rain until my bet was up and I would need to give him a smile ... No sign of rain.. Til Monday according to him. We were joined shortly after by some Brits from the same plane who regaled us with tales of terrible food and drink in their four star hotel, disgusted when he asked ...' what part of London are you from' I politely explained that we were from sarf of the Thames when he proceeded to tell me they were from norf landan the posh part .,. Chingford surely that's Essex? They are off to nicosia tomorrow as they have never heard of lefkosa .., they will cross over on foot and head straight to m and s? Is lakeside not good enough? He ate his scampish which was just like what he gets at home she drank her tea and they were back off to their four star accommodation.
In comes the professor , a local and good friend of ilham. We all chat and have a giggle he is already quite drunk ... He drove there ( make mental note note never to get a hire car here). He moves off to speak to some English neighbours who sighed when he joined them. It wasn't til 1 am I realise it was a sigh of dread rather than pleasure.
This was the first time we connected to wifi so. We busily checked email and face book and added ilham our host. Tonight we insisted on paying and brought several rounds for the princely sum of £20, we were quite drunk also and didn't leave until 2am. Our departure from the cabin, our new local, would have been later were it not for the professors unwanted advances towards me, besides vikki failed to get a good price! Intellectuals never have much in the way of money or resources!
Unbeknown to me he actually told vikki he wad taking me for the night... I didn't here that but I did here ' can I touch you?' given that at this point I was as far into the bench we were sitting on pressed against the beautiful clematis bush to my right and the randy professor almost on my lap to my left , we decided it was time to leave.
I had been so preoccupied with fending off the professor I hadn't noticed the pain in my legs knees and ankles until I went to stand. Unfortunately the combination of heat, hard pavements in lefkosa and, I have been informed today I may have an allergy to wheat ( in the beer and all the lovely bread I have been eating) have caused my usual holiday problem... It's not just new York! So off to bed with cold towels wrapped around my elevated appendages.
This condition has rather limited our exploits today! But the night is young, we still have the cabin and beyti kebab to come so I am sure to have tales for tomorrow.