There is a special fluidity of time here in this island of dry hills, scorching sun and amazing sea-coast, called Cyprus.
In Western countries people compete with time. Here people preside over it. Time runs according to them, very slowly , friendly, no rush. When you sit with an ice-frappe, watching football or just people, time stops. Time is frozen at midday. Ice-hot. At 6 pm you go out and there a few people around. At 9 pm starts the real daytime. Pubs and bars that had been under the spell of sleeping beauties until then, get crowded in seconds. Drinks are served almost immediately, lavish portions of meat and dozens of meze are loaded on tables. In an hour or so they are all dancing.
As a friend once put it "we live on borrowed time". And the interest is high. Call it spirit, kefi, kef or just joy, it rules the land of dry hills, sweet wine and ice-hot drinks.
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