We’ve shared our Accommodation of choice over
the years with holidaymakers, Mad Schizophrenic Austrians, Island Doctors,
Personal Friends and family and it’s always been entertaining one way or
another.
One year however remains forever in my mind. The
year they started work on The Blue Lagoon. The workers came from far and wide
and were accommodated around the village and local area. We shared with a group
of Polish Builders. Early starts, early nights so no problem there as we were
late starts and late nights like passing ships.
Cold shower problems as the men used up all the
solar heated water were no problem as we got quite inventive with naked washes
on the balcony after they’d gone using heated water and a watering can or bucket
and I apologise now for any tourists looking out across Kamari Bay from the
Castle with Binoculars. It must have been a horrible sight.
Sewage problems were more of a problem as the Cesspit
system could not cater for so many doing what comes naturally but fortunately did
get sorted.
Boozing and Barbecuing, Singing and Playing
Music were a small price to pay for sharing with some very entertaining people.
I think they felt sorry for us really and our
last night coincided with one of the guys celebrating his Stag do and as we’d
got a bit of Vodka left over we decided to donate it to the party. And so we
joined the early Vodka Shot Party. “I’ll just have Vodka
and Orange” I vaguely remember saying.
How many I consumed I’ve no idea. They don’t mix
it either. Vodka, Juice, Vodka Juice. Twoje zdrowie Vodka,
Juice, Vodka Juice. Twoje zdrowie and so it went on. By 7.pm we tore ourselves away for dinner
promising to return. Staggered into the restaurant absolutely rat
arsed......... Revived we rushed back as promised about 2 hours later and all
was quiet. Despite copious amounts of Vodka and Beer they’d all turned in for
the night . Early as usual, and so did we. Beware Polish Builders Drinking
Vodka.
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