Oh, the relentlessness of island social life; it can be wearing, you know. While a few of the expats reside here year around, most also have homes in their countries of origin that they return to periodically, usually during the winter.
This means, of course, that we must have a going away party when they leave. And, of course, we must celebrate their return as well. I will drink to that.
So yesterday we had a going away lunch for John, a popular waiter here in Aliki, with all his favourite foods. He claims he hasn’t eaten that well in years because he usually grazes through restaurant leftovers.
We ate on the patio; acknowledging why we live on our island with the winter sun muting the usual round of complaints that make up the trade offs for our life here.
- At December 11, 2005 10:12 PM Chas Ravndal said...
it looks like a nice get together and also I could see tons of food as well.. mmmmmm...