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		<title>Pretty things that stamp your life</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2017 08:29:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Everyone has a birthplace and a place they spent their childhood in. Even if we weren&#8217;t that lucky in our early years, there were still pleasant little moments that we recall now and then. I believe that Crete is an ideal place for one to grow up. Growing up in Crete goes together with unforgettable memories of endless swimming, excursions in the mountains, holidays in the plethora of villages that exist on the island, exploration of everything that can be explored, feasting in picturesque places, flirting on the beach and so much more. The beauty of the images that stain your mind forever cannot be described with words; images that combine breathtaking landscapes with chores and family moments. My favourite theme is the passage of boats and ships by the house, which lies by the sea, 20m high. When my sister and I were kids, my mum loved sitting with us on the porch, staring at the sea for hours. And when we saw a boat, my mother sang the &#8220;Little boat&#8221;, which in English could be translated like this: The little boat is sailingThe fisherman&#8217;s little boat is sailing From the shore Oh, little boat, oh, little boat From the shoreOh, fisherman&#8217;s little boat &#160; Due to the fact that our area is a passage for big ships at times of strong winds and storms, we often have the chance to admire the view of tankers reach Europe through the Suez canal. Tankers are actually my favourite and every time I see them passing by, my mind travels to the places they have stopped at and wonders what kind of load they carry. Sometimes I imagine their staff gazing at our shoreline the same way that we gaze at their vessel. The picture that is featured on this post shows the tanker which passed by my balcony last Sunday. Maybe I&#8217;ve been a good gal this year and Christ thought he should give me a small Easter gift. 🙂 What pictures did you grow up with? I&#8217;d like to know! &#160; &#160;]]></description>
		
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2017 07:45:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been a horrible winter over here. Nothing has reminded us that we can see the shores of North Africa from some high spots in the area. Strong winds that often exceeded 10 Beaufort degrees, low temperatures as well as prolonged rainfalls and snowfalls have made our lives difficult. Let alone the fact that each of us has had the flu at least twice so far since last October. Sunday morning, I went to EGVUS anticipating to do a riding lesson. The yard was still closed when I got there and, after having enough of gazing at Voukefalas, who had spent the night in the arena, I thought I should look around me. Most mountain tops surrounding the valley were still covered in snow, but everything showed that nature plans to compensate us for the cold trouble we&#8217;ve been through this year. And so I grabbed my camera and crossed the road to take some pictures of the shore; the scenery was breathtaking yet familiar; grass, bushes and wild flowers on the sand, the lovely sound of the waves that have begun to calm down and foreigners who have come in their caravan. The view of the town was lovely as well. Soon I returned to the place where I had left my stuff, including my cup of mocha, from which I took a sip. But the pot turned over on the sofa, staining both the sofa and my hands. Not having any tissues with me, I recalled the old trick from my days in primary school, when they took us on days out exactly to this spot exactly. The teachers sitting in the nearby taverna paying more attention to their food and drinks than to the pupils&#8217; welfare, I found my own ways of coping with the situations that emerged, such as dirty hands. And this time I decided to do the same. Thank God I was wearing my rubber riding boots and confidently stepped on the big rock, which was being whipped by the waves and soaked my hands in the water. It was delightful! Here are some photos: Holiday bookings have begun already for Crete, of course, the new season starting in Easter in most resorts. Why not staying in a Cretan villa with your friends this summer? Visit our partner Cretico to check out the villas which are available this season. Today I checked out villa Pelagos, which is situated on the shore, a few kilometres from the EGVUS. You can click here to make your inquiry!]]></description>
		
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		<title>A manureman&#8217;s story</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2017 09:48:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hello again! A few days ago I wrote here about the job of a manureman. Now I would like to share with you a funny story from my hometown, Ierapetra, which is narrated on a number of Cretan websites. So here&#8217;s the story: In the old times, in Ierapetra lived an illiterate but very cunning man, whose name was Karchimas. He irritated people, drank like a water snake, banged his boots onto the ceiling, hit horses in the buttocks and used to say all the time: &#8220;I went to America, but it didn&#8217;t work out, so I came back&#8221;. As a manureman, he worked day and night on the unpaved roads, collecting equine manure. But he had competitors; there were five manuremen hired by the city council to do the same work and one had to collect 2 kg of manure to buy a loaf of bread. In time, motors began to make their appearance in Crete and gradually the number of equines decreased. As a result, the manuremen began to argue. One day, another manureman caught Karchimas collecting manure from a road that belonged to his own area and the following dialogue took place: &#8220;-Hey! Leave the manure down! Go to the roads that the boss has shown to you! -But there&#8217;s no manure there! Should I wait for some elf to poo? -I&#8217;m saying I will collect it! It&#8217;s mine! -Why? Did you drop it yourself?&#8221; Karchimas was disappointed, thus he decided to make a prank on his annoying competitor. He collected pieces of manure and compressed them into one huge piece, which was big enough to say that a gigantic creature had dropped it. Then, he placed the manure on a road which was part of his competitor&#8217;s area and began to rumour that his colleague transformed into a disgusting, enormous monster at night. The housewives of the neighbourhood were naive enough to believe Karchimas&#8217;s words and called the police, saying that a big monster wandered in the area. When he saw the manure, the policeman saw it was a farce, but, since the women insisted, he called the priest. The priest came brought the appropriate &#8220;equipment&#8221; and conducted an exorcism. A few days later, a local fisherman saw Karchimas laughing: &#8220;-What&#8217;s the funny, Karchimas? -That stupid colleague of mine was fired today and his area, hence his manure, was added to mine. -Oh, yes? Thank God, fish don&#8217;t poo, otherwise, you would grab our seaways as well!&#8221; I hope you found the story funny. Do you have any story to tell from the equine life of your area? Let me know in the comments!]]></description>
		
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