The Who in The Where (2)


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«…συνηθισμένοι εις τον θεληματικόν κόπον μιας ησύχου ζωής, ανυπόδουλοι, εξ αρχής της κατοικήσεως των εις εκείνα τα υψηλά βουνά – έχουν ευτυχείς μακρά από την πολυτέλειαν και κακοήθειαν των διεφθαρμένων πολιτειών, ανδρείοι ως ελεύθεροι, φιλόξενοι ως Έλληνες…»
(παλιο ανωνυμο)

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Hello readers!

There is no need to say much about this kind of post. I think I said more than enough in my first, very enthousiastic «The Who in The Where» 4 years ago. The focus again is on people, our people or the people who visit Ikaria but who somehow seem to have always belonged there. Or is it that our mysterious but so peaceful island has always belonged to them? I don’t know… I only know that I am missing it. I hope that as usual I will return in winter. Meanwhile, go ahead and look through my choice of new pictures of beautiful, meaningful human figures and faces from the summer months as well as the winter in Ikaria. Some of them I know, some others I don’t but I am proud of them all! These people are my next of kin. And though I writing this in a grey overheated city while wearing an uncomfortable formal suit, my heart is with them! I hope you like them too!

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Mission completed by angeloska, on Flickr

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Untitled by Philby, on Flickr Soulis Fradelos by fayum, on Flickr Ikaria by 40c taliban in Nana's article: 'You have the right to remain silent'

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Giorgos Sourtis by fayum, on Flickr Goodbye friends by Cameron Ford, on Instagram

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Happy to be here by angeloska, on Flickr Artemis in holly land by angeloska, on Flickr

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slavsquat by Jeannine, on Instagram A friend, his staff and his dog by angeloska, on Flickr The lake we built in Ikaria, from Nana's article: 'Φτιάχνοντας μια Λίμνη στο Φαράγγι (1)'

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Panigiri Langada 01 by Kerstin Hehmann in my article: 'The Two Sides' img_4288_1_1 from my article: 'The Aegean's nameless dead'

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waves-play-nas-ikaria in my article: 'IF *I am tourist promoter*, so …' Chiara and Pierre Selini Ikaria from my article: 'KANGA! ツ ツ ツ ツ ツ'

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Lefteris from the gallery of my article: 'KANGA! ツ ツ ツ ツ ツ' Angelos & Lefteris from the gallery of my article: 'KANGA! ツ ツ ツ ツ ツ' Volunteers trails Ikaria 20, from Nana's article: 'Εθελοντική εργασία στην Ικαρία'

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Volunteers trails Ikaria 15, from Nana's article: 'Εθελοντική εργασία στην Ικαρία' Ikaria by Ntinos Mpompourdakis, on Flickr Faros 16, from my article: 'The day we took over the mountains!

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Our guide Ikaria, from my article: 'Break on through to the other side ☀ yeah !' Lina & Xenia from the gallery of the article: 'KANGA! ツ ツ ツ ツ ツ'

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Vitsaras from the gallery of the article: 'KANGA! ツ ツ ツ ツ ツ' Ikaria by Alexis Karnoutsos, on Flickr Like dlophins can swim by Peggy Zouti on Flickr sunsout gunsout by Melina Paneris, on Instagram
Sofia feeling great by angeloska, on Flickr Musicians test dancing tunes 2 by angeloska, on Flickr Lafina Manganitis, from my article: 'ΓΙΑΤΙ ΣΤΗΝ ΙΚΑΡΙΑ; Μια συνέντευξη με την Ελένη' soso headstand 1 from my article: 'food, pebbles and headstands'

Ikarian pathman, from the article: 'Trail network shutdown' Be volunteer, from the article: 'Μύθοι για την Ικαρία : Ο ΚΟΚΚΙΝΟΣ ΜΥΘΟΣ' d02, from my article: '‘vRiLiSoS’ Nature Loving Society work paths' Silent walk 2 on the Trail of the Elves by angeloska, on Flickr

samphire ikaria 2 from my article: 'Gathering samphire at the brink of the waves' poledancer Therma Ikaria 3 in my article: 'That window won’t open …'

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Red J in the Sun by angeloska, on Flickr Ikaria 2014 by Chris Tzaferos, on Flickr We love Nas, from Nana's article: 'Simply Belgian' Untitled by Morfoula Pithi, from Nana's article: 'Όλα Τέντα τον Αύγουστο'

Petra advertises hiking map by angeloska, on Flickr Petra walks the Round 5 by angeloska, on Flickr Shana on the bus in Ikaria, from my article: 'Ikaria in August – Instructions for Use' Leda and Lentisks in Myrsonas gorge by angeloska, on Flickr Dan the volunteer by angeloska, on Flickr

Musicians test dancing tunes 3 by angeloska, on Flickr Al Pacino in the panigiri Ikaria by Karl Georges, on Flickr Ικαρία Νας by Ntinos Mpormpoudakis, on Flickr

p1040703, from Nana's article: 'Simply Mother' Image from Nana's article: 'Touristicon' Καλό Καλοκαίρι by angeloska, on Flickr

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agrimi03, from my article: 'Αφιερωμένο στην Αθηνά και σε κανέναν άλλον!' B&J in Ikaria 12, from Nana's article: 'Simply UK' The man and the place by angeloska, on Flickr Proud on the top by angeloska, on Flickr

Image from Nana's article: 'Touristicon' Posing at the pool by angeloska, on Flickr

All images open directly on the bloggers’ or photographers’ own spaces and it goes without saying that they are copyrighted. Special thanks to © angeloska, © Ορειβατικός Σύλλογος Ικαρίας and © egotoagrimi

More material in Flickr can be easily found if you type: «Ikaria + portrait», «Ikaria + face», «Ikaria + girl», «Ikaria + boy» etc.

Closing this let me add that there are more shots but that’s not «The Who in The Where» – that’s …

«Only Few in Only Few Places»! 😀

rocky nan summer ikaria

Bye, bye! Got to work now! 😛

Work Eleni

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Prep: These Mountains Are For Dancing


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Γεια σας

Για δεύτερη φορά φιλοξενούμενος σ’ αυτό το μπλογκ, κλήθηκα από την Ελένη να προδημοσιεύσω μια φωτογραφία από τη μικρή performance που κάναμε πρόσφατα στις κορυφές του Αθέρα και να γράψω δυο λόγια για το νόημά της.

Το δικαιούται, άλλωστε. Άπειρες φορές, τόσο μέσα από τούτο το μπλογκ, όσο και με τις φωτογραφίες της στο Flickr, έχει υπερασπιστεί τη διατήρηση της φύσης και την ακεραιότητα του ορεινού τοπίου του νησιού μας. Ειδικά δε, όσον αφορά τις ανεμογεννήτριες και την απειλούμενη καταστροφή των βουνών μας εξαιτίας τους, ο αγώνας της υπήρξε πολύχρονος, με πολλές μεταπτώσεις, πάντα με φαντασία και αίσθημα, ένας αγώνας συχνά μοναχικός, αληθινά επικός.

Αυτά όμως είναι παλιές ιστορίες. Η προδημοσίευση γίνεται εδώ κυρίως γιατί η Ελένη έπαιξε τον πιο σημαντικό ρόλο στην διαμόρφωση της τελικής ιδέας του happening: να βγούμε στις βουνοκορφές, να παίξουμε μουσική και να φωτογραφηθούμε χορεύοντας!

Τα μέλη και οι φίλοι του Ορειβατικού Συλλόγου Ικαρίας που μεταφέραμε την ιδέα στην πράξη, την ευχαριστούμε θερμά. Με το «These Mountains Are For Dancing» κάναμε μια πραγματικά «θετική διαμαρτυρία» ενάντια σε κάθε λογής «τέρατα» και τερατώδεις ιδέες που απειλούν τα βουνά μας. Περάσαμε ωραία, ωφεληθήκαμε ψυχικά και όπως νομίζουμε, βγάλαμε ένα σωστό αισθητικά αποτέλεσμα.

Θα μπορούσα να πω πολλά, όμως αυτά αρκούν προς το παρόν. Περιμένετε το πλήρες οπτικό υλικό που θα δημοσιευτεί σύντομα στο μπλογκ του Συλλόγου. Εκεί, εκτός από τις φωτογραφίες και βίντεο που θα δείτε, θα ακούσετε και τη μουσική!

Άγγελος Κ.

Ikarian pathman

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No Gas Til Tuesday (2)


_Blog Review Ikaria 2012 # 10 The Explorers (1b)_

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Hello readers!

I hope that some of you are by now familiar with my idea of reviewing a selection of blog entries about my island. I also hope that my most faithful followers have read «No Gas Til Tuesday (1)» -the first part of selected entries from an entire blog dedicated to living in Ikaria written by jandcfox. Jackie has been undoubtedly the best of that category of bloggers who I have decided to name «Explorers». Don’t misunderstand me; there have probably been a lot of people who have taken risks and had many interesting adventures in Ikaria. The difference with Jackie is that she shared her experiences with the world. And she did this through a well-written and frequently updated blog wonderfully enriched with many great pictures!

I am a mother of three and a teacher by trade. I was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA, and now, my family lives in Lancaster, PA. For the next year we are going to live in the village of Karavostamo, Ikaria, Greece. My philosophy on life? Check things off of your bucket list! What are a few things on my bucket list? Speak greek fluently Live in Greece Enrich my children’s lives

We are in the middle of September so time falls right for the second and last part. It is about living in Ikaria «off season» when the island empties from tourists, visitors and relatives; that is, living in the Ikaria of the all-year-long residents, which, some say, is The True Ikaria

What was it like? Has she won the bet? See for yourselves. Read my selection of blog entries of Jackie in Ikaria, September 2012 – June 2013

(As always, a selection of the blogger’s own words appear when you move your mouse over the highlighted links and photos. VERY USEFUL TO HASTY READERS!)

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Until Next Year! Και Του Χρόνου!

Indeed, these people have set a good example. Yes, a good example.

How unlike me, that’s all I have to say, and that says it all.

Note : As I have said many times before in my reviews, comments and credits should be adressed to the bloggers, not to me! As far as I am concerned, all I want is to send more readers to these amazing people -my explorers. All I wish is that my choices are good.

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No Gas Til Tuesday (1)


_Blog Review Ikaria 2012 # 9 The Explorers (1a)_

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Are done with the longevity thing yet? It seems so. At least I didn’t hear they wrote «WELCOME TO THE ISLAND OF LONGEVITY» on the wavebreakers or the air control tower. I think the noise is dimming to something like «Ikaria is a special, ancient and very natural island» -something that makes more sense, don’t you agree? No problem with anthropologists, it’s been ages since we boiled one in our cauldrons…

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Yet, in my opinion, our «special, ancient and very natural island» calls more for explorers.

Our explorers are usually careful not to project their own realities over a place and many are those who devote a lot of time and energy to search every pocket and fold. Our explorers take risks. Some of them too, the most admirable, share their adventures with you and me on the web. That kind of people I had in mind when I started this set of blog entries. Thinking about it, I could have just reblogged, but no, I said. I believed that my first champions, Danae, Ikaroia, Jernej and Johanna, deserved more than to recommend a link and perhaps also decorate it with a sample photo. Since then, several tributes have been paid and now, five years after, the experience has expanded. Don’t ask me how, yet it’s a fact. Some of of my explorers have chosen to live on the island!

Dear readers, today I am proudly presenting to you Greek/American Jackie, author of nogastiltuesday, who decided to leave the States with her three children and live for one year in Ikaria, the island where her father was born and has a home.

I am a mother of three and a teacher by trade. I was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA, and now, my family lives in Lancaster, PA. For the next year we are going to live in the village of Karavostamo, Ikaria, Greece. My philosophy on life? Check things off of your bucket list! What are a few things on my bucket list? Speak greek fluently Live in Greece Enrich my children’s lives

Don’t say you weren’t puzzled by the strange name of her blog? The explanation is in one of her first entries, also pinned also at the top of her home page. The point is that instead of being daunted by that good example of «greek ways», she was challenged and some years later she came looking for more. She came to understand. Explore and understand the land, the people, the culture, the nature, everyday life, the four seasons, the weather, the language and so much more. Explore, understand, appreciate and teach her three adorable children to appreciate as well.

I am a mother myself so I am familiar with the task. However, I shouldn’t identify and add my personal touch. I’d rather let Jackie speak on her own through the entries of her wonderful blog that I chose for you in today’s review.

«No Gas Til Tuesday» comes like a diary. In an experiential and direct way, Jackie writes often twice and three times every week and that over a period of several months! And I am not counting the bulky comment exchange under each entry! It would be impossible for me (and probably for WordPress) to load all the entries I have chosen in one page. Perforce I have divided the material in two parts: The first part (1a) is Summer 2012  and the second part (1b) includes Autumn, Winter, Spring and part of Summer 2012-13.

As always, a selection of the blogger’s own words appear when you move your mouse over the highlighted links to the pages as well as over the photos.

There we go through Jackie’s Summer 2012 (1a) :

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Let this very touching entry be the last from Jackie’s blog for now.

She has talked there about two feelings that I am afraid I know too well.

The Greeks have invented the richest and most beautiful words for them:

Mελαγχολία and Νοσταλγία.

I could write an essay about the topic here and now, yet WP started to jam on me. I’ve got to go. See you in a few weeks with more No Gas Til Tuesday.

Note : As I have said many times before in my reviews, comments and credits should be adressed to the bloggers, not to me! As far as I am concerned, all I want is to send more readers to these amazing people -my explorers. All I wish is that my choices are good.

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The Who in The Where (1)


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This was worked in a team of friends, and a team of friends was accordingly chosen to feature as an introductory image. Now that it’s raining over the island and the frenzy over the gardens and the olives has stopped for a while, we found the time to compose a small gallery of beautiful, meaningful faces from the summer months as well as the winter. It was time we got over the shyness. The wild landscapes are thrilling but let’s show some people too -and from as close as possible. After all, Ikaria is, was and will be *an inhabited land*. In spite of its ruggedness and lack of resources, for reasons that are of the moment to discuss, the island is always and ever

settled and re-settled

Friends to hike

colonized and re-colonized

themis_ioanna (2) themis_ioanna 'Ole Suromanis

visited and re-visited

ΙΚΑΡΙΩΤΗΣ Daddy's girl

beloved and re-loved

Hey dude, what year is the next bus to Rahes? kat pool

acted and re-acted

Le repos de l' artiste Yorgos and the Lentisk Portrait in Tomatoes

populated

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peopled

Ikaria Armenistis x20

worked

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x23 x21 Θέα

enjoyed

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What do these faces have in common? What do their eyes say? I am afraid I can’t tell you. Perhaps I am too close to the subject to be able to express an opinion. And the others of the team weren’t any help either. While choosing photos we ended up telling stories and gossiping. So no deep cool thoughts; only deep warm eyes; and smiles.

Gallery: On the Harmful Effects of Wine ☺ x14 Dance & Save Atheras Ikaria 17 collect sweet herbs
girl #1 Tales under the oak tree (4) Eliana girl #2

 Any Place She Is Happy Is A Home Ikarian, The 93 yrs Hermes Of Aventura

all green inside Summer Velvet

But because I am Eleni and I must absolutely make a pondering statement :), I will quote the words of our friend Nana who always drops the wisest cues. While looking through the material, she said:

This is us. If it is to starve and die, we’d rather starve and die by ourselves than starve and die with someone else’s help.

If you ever visit our island, you may have the chance to understand what she meant.

Red J in the Sun by angeloska, on Flickr Learning simple greek phrases Sharing Radi (A VIII) The Seychellians 2

New Year's Eve inside the Watermill in Amalos7 γυναικών με φιλακι Σταματησ Stamatis Άννα

Sharing Radi (A V) Marianina and the Strawberry tree Kampos 2

Old Man Ikaria 091 Couple in Nas by Dementia, on Flickr

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All images blogged here, open directly on the photographers’ own spaces in Flickr and they are copyrighted. These photographers are © angeloska © andzer © Apollonios © Γκαέλ © egotoagrimi © electron just © Gin Chil  © isl_gr © karstalipp © Karl Hauser © 2Lauran © leon_eye © mac13 © manuel’s photos © mountain ash © nicote © Thalia Nouarou © themis_ioanna © ikarianlad 

but there are portraits by others as well. I hope that you like the choice. Doesn’t it all, though so different, meet the professional? The material we have browsed was easily found in Flickr, filed in «Ikaria + portrait«, «Ikaria + face«, «Ikaria + girl«, «Ikaria + boy« etc. leaving out, needless to say, souvenir shots taken by tourists and showing tourists. The faces in our collection are endemic or claiming endemicity.

As we were editing, somebody in the team said that we should later also upload a gallery of hands. His motive was two up-to-the point comments in this blog. I also thought it’s a great idea. Hands too have a lot to say about our identity.

How nice and *aerated* it is in the island!

Another winter has started.

Eleni in Ikaria



p.s. Unless something exceptional appears, there are no blog reviews for the time being. Winter is no good for
fishing.

Fisher Lady

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«Listen to see! He fell and killed himself. But he is well now»


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Oh readers… I had in my mind something very ready to write and I wanted it to be something serious. I had been thinking of it all the week. But then Friday evening came and it was the time to write it but I couldn’t write it. I was jumping around (*) the computer. I can’t write serious stuff on Friday evenings. Even if I am in coool Ikaria and I’m believed to chill out here, my body clock keeps working in the same way as if I was at work in the city. I can’t put myself in a serious mood on a Friday evening !

(*) jump around the computer: ceremonial battle between my legs and my brain, the two organs of my body which I think most important. When I get old and before I die, I hope I loose one of the two: either the ability to think or the ability to walk. NOT BOTH ! Anyway this ceremonial battle usually takes place when I am ready to write something but eventually I’m going to write about something else !

(it has started… the deconstruction of my English has started… read below…..)

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Hence, I’m going to write funny stuff and the funniest stuff today for me is the Greek spoken language 🙂
Here is a casual conversation between two men in the supermarket this morning. I’m transcribing it word by word in English:

– Fuck you!
– Eeehh…
– What?
– I fell and killed myself.
– You fell and killed yourself ! Well, weren’t you careful?
– I was careful but that branch was rotten and it broke suddenly.
– So you killed yourself…
– Eeeeh…
– Fuck you !
– Baahh… No problem. It’s nothing.
– But you…, you killed yourself here.
– Mmmm…
– Listen to see (sic), did you go to the doctor?
– Baaahh… The doctor is not here.
– Aaaahh… fuck.
– Oh, don’t worry. I didn’t kill myself badly.
– Listen to see (sic), you have to look at this.
– Oh..
– What «oh», fuck you?
– Listen to see (sic), you, how many times have you fallen and killed yourself? Remember that time when you killed yourself and you cut off your hand (!!!) ? Fuck you, all that blood… fuck me!
– Ok, so get well soon. Do you go to work?
– Eeeehh…
– Mmmmm… Bye now. We say them…*
– Bye. We say them…*

(*) «We say them» = «ta leme» = we will talk/meet again = seeyah

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Unlike Ancient Greek which was a very logical language (or that at least we are taught at school), the spoken modern Greek is a «figurative language». It works with sounds, images and descriptions, simulations and metaphors. So, someone who has «killed himself» IS NOT someone who has committed suicide (therefore walks and talks around as a 😮 ghost), but someone who has had an accident. He fell flat on the ground (like dead), he was in pain and suffered and cried (like he was dying); maybe also he broke a few bones or he bled a lot (so he fainted and looked like dead).
Exaggeration? Poetic lisence? Metaphor? Hysteria? Easy drama? I dunnow… Go ask the experts.
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– Ah, Eleni ! Your brother just killed himself !
– Don’t tell me !
– He cut off his hand !
– Oh, he is very clumsy. Give him to me on the phone. Let me talk to him.
This is from a telephonical conversation between my grandmother and her sister in law about a slight injury of her husband. I was in the same room and I 😛 panicked ! I undestood that my old uncle first killed himself, then he got up (!) and he cut off his own hand (!) but it was all right, all that happened just because he was a bit clumsy. My grandmother was going to say to him (to the one-handed ghost of him) a few words of comfort and …no problem ! I spoke Greek very well at the time but I had no idea how Greek really worked.
NOTE: MY eNGLISH iS DEteriOrATinG WOnderFULLy. It’s breaking down very fast. I’ll soon be writing in a jargoon I shall name «ethnic Greek». I won’t say for instance, «How are you?» but «What you do?» and instead of «may I?» and «Can I?», I’ll say «Give me that, please». Oh and speakin of the word «please», once I asked a nice young girl why she never said «please» to anybody. «Oh yes, I do«, she replied. «I say ‘please’ many times. For example, when I am angry at someone…»!
(I’m finishing this in my 🙂 new ethinc lingo)

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HAVE GOOD HEALTH (Γειά σας) GOOD SATURDAYSUNDAY (καλό Σαββατοκύριακο) TAKE CARE (να προσέχετε) NOT TO FALL AND KILL YOURSELVES (να μη πέσετε και σκοτωθείτε). 🙂
(And so will I. We have the «mizzle» here in Ikaria. So mystic. Oh yes, my friend Jimmy. It’s a remote, remote island. But …not uninhabited. In the bars they are laughing and singing. It’s Friday evening here too. For a part of the world also it’s Easter.)

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thanks Eleni. You have made me feel good for two reasons reading this. One, it was funny and I laughed. Two, it made me realise why I am struggling to learn Greek! Now I feel much better…..!! Happy (English)Easter!

Friday April 14, 2006 – 11:30pm (BST)

«jump around the computer: ceremonial battle..» actually a dance and the only dance that my friend Eleni masters to perfection. I have seen it ! I have seen it ! I’m one of the very few lucky ones who have seen this ! «Oh great god Manitu, great god Manitu !»
No wonder it was so rainy in Ikaria this year -;))
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Saturday April 15, 2006 – 09:08pm (EEST)

let me the pedantic add up to this madness:
«Skotono» (σκοτώνω, to kill) is a new Greek word. It derives from «skotadi» (σκοτάδι or «σκότος» in ancient Greek as well as in the language of the church) which means «darkness». So to kill someone is to «send someone to darkness».
Bravo, Eleni ! Greek is a figurative language andmany of what others would call «figures of speech» in Greek they are real words with a meaning. This is probably the secret of its survival through the centuries though spoken by a very small population surrounded by so great and influential language cultures such as Slav, Arabian, Turkish and the Hispano-Italian. «Images» = ICONES (actually meaning «conceptions», «reflections»)
Bravo Eleni ! You exposed yourself against a rough place, a rough culture, a rough language and everyhting now is «images». With respect, esteem, love e.t.c. and with the best humanly possible sense of the word … «fuck you» !!!

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Saturday April 15, 2006 – 10:56pm (EEST)

-> Nana, I’m starting to think that you’ve seen too much. When I am rich, will you blackmail me? You shouldn’t. «Listen to see» : I’m naming you my biographer.
-> *fUck yOu* too, ol man ! «Me skotoses» (in the best metaphorical sense of the word) But of course and as usual I didn’t say anything very original.

Sunday April 16, 2006 – 04:26am (PDT)

the ikarian way

How many things I’m learning about Greece and her talking (but invisible 😉 people! Thank to you all for feeding my curiosity. I appreciate very much the prof. AKK lessons too… but another curiosity screams in my mind: why do you the both, invite one each other to fuck himself? Is this another typical ikarian supermarket conversation form? I wanted to feel myself ikarian since long time and I will start with this tipical ikarian way to say «hallo», so dear friends fuck you to everybody.
Am I ikarian enough?

Sunday April 16, 2006 – 10:37pm (CEST)

Who’s talking? Wasn’t you who posted that wonderful comment (your 1st or 2nd?) in entry: «sunshine and chat» (Feb 22) ?
Why are you pretending you are not «ikarian» now, *fuck you*?
Ok, seriously now, I don’t think the «face» cult leads anywhere. We are too old to pose, anyway. We can do better than that, I suppose. We can *imagine* and THIS IS THE IKARIAN WAY (may replace «ikarian» with any placename under the sun, may be this a place of your heart…)
I personaly like Guangazilo too. This is supposed to be in Amerique Meridionale. It’s not in any map. People there say «fuck you» and kiss each other «good morning». They are as rough and as affectionate as my Ikarians. The Guaganzilians are half Latinos, half Indians.
Now ReAllY seriously, the *fuck you* story besides a language lesson, was an initiation to a very liberating process called «dis-guilt» or «dis-criminalisation» (there are many other terms for that). This is something that those who have stayed in Greece long enough, know very well. It’s not rudeness. It’s endurance. Moreover, it’s a plea to have patience. We are passengers in this world. *Fuck us*  😛  🙂
El

loukoumades panigiri Ikaria

Monday April 17, 2006 – 08:35am (PDT)

That’s cute Elle. Seems like island talk. In Hawaii the bruddas and sistahs have their own lingo, a «pidgeon» language, a mix of native Hawaiian and English, and a haole («howl-lee», white person) can hardly understand it. My brother and I used to have convervsations like «fuck you» «no fuck you» «OK fuck you too» «yeah well, fuck you very much» «yeah see you later, fuck you very much too» «OK fuck you next time» A friend of mine does not like me to use that word too much, says it loses its impact, should be reserved for when you mean it. I think it has been absorbed into the everyday lexicon. We’re all potty mouths these days.

Monday April 17, 2006 – 11:47am (PDT)

this is exactly the idea: «our-own creole» and it works. Thanks for understanding. I wasn’t sure if anyone would, when I put this out. In the same supermarket on a different date, there was a woman from Athens who overheard that kind of talk and later she dragged me from the sleeve and asked: «These people are rude and they hate each other. They seem to think only of how to insult each other. They must hate each other’s guts ! How do you, such a nice woman, manage?»

Tuesday April 18, 2006 – 05:27am (PDT)

…about imagination I forgot to thank you, my friend, for the stories you tell us from such a world. Images springs like flowers in springtime. «Listen to see», and I listen to you and I see. No pictures needed.

Wednesday April 19, 2006 – 02:16am (CEST)

It’s all right, man. It’s just that I’m not a good photojournalist. Don’t act insecure ’cause you are not. Relax. «Listen to see» my stories. You are one of my 7 stars.
Wednesday April 19, 2006 – 04:33am (PDT)

REAL ESTATE


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house face sunrise
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REAL ESTATE

  • -Why don’t you buy a piece of land and build a house?
  • -You should buy a piece of land and build a house.
  • -Shouldn’t you think of buying a piece of land and build a house?
  • -Let us find you a piece of land to buy and build a house.
  • -Do you have a piece of land to build a house?
  • -That person may be persuaded to sell you a piece of land etc.
  • -It can’t be that you don’t have a piece of land etc.

Why all that grammar?

It may be because,

1) people like me,

2) people got used to me,

3) they want me to stay or visit more often,

4) they feel sorry for me because I don’t live in a modern, comfortable house,

5) they want me to commit myself into something concrete (literaly),

6) they want to know me better through the process of building something concrete,

7)they don’t want to see me as a tourist anymore,

8) they are inviting me in the community,

9) they want me to show my ‘surface’ -spend some real money here,

10) it’s an irresistible trend -everybody seems to be involved in some kind of building activity. This seems to be part of the new local identity («aah, you are building? oh, good, ok, fine»)

So why not?

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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Comments

(4 total)

They like you? I would.

Saturday January 21, 2006 – 05:11pm (PST)

All I know is that I like you!

Sunday January 22, 2006 – 04:24am (PST)

Let’s buy together!

Monday January 23, 2006 – 06:21am (PST)

Hey! I have priority!!!! O_o

Monday January 23, 2006 – 10:28pm (EET)