My last night in Rhodes and I book into a hostel – yay! I found one! First, though, I go for a massage I’ve booked in a posh hotel resort called Kalithea Mare Palace. It’s actually more like a town than a hotel – consisting of several buildings, golf courses, swimming pools and bars spread over a considerable acreage on a cliff top. Like being on a cruise, one doesn’t have to leave the place at all – confining, anathema!
It started raining after I arrived – and I had to wait for an hour or so before my appointment. I sit and read inside for a while – then see that the rain has stopped so wander outside to the swimming pool surrounded by sunbeds. Just about all of them are empty, not the least as it’s still very breezy. I spy a couple of sunbeds with puddles on – and the hotel towels clipped to the top. I use one of the towels to dry off the bed and perch on it (careful to not place my shoes on it) to read for the remaining half an hour. Suddenly two shadows loom over me and I look up to see a couple saying something in German – they soon realise I am English and translate for me “This is not the way things are done” and I realise I’ve committed the huge faux pas of sitting on THEIR sunbeds. At which point, instead of being reasonable, I feel like having a complete tantrum – and flounce off yelling “How ridiculous – AND I dried and kept your sunbed WARM for you!”
(Steve knows my tantrums well…)
Not a few minutes later, I calm down, realise I’ve been a tad childish and go back to apologise and wish them both a happy holiday – which they accept and then wave the crazy English woman away from them (like an irritating mosquito).
The massage was heavenly – and afterwards I head back to Rhodes town. I have one of the best meals I’ve had in Greece in a tiny portside café – stuffed cabbage leaves with greek yoghurt in an orange sauce. There are locals eating there too – which is always a good sign.
Then I make a pointless trip to the knitting shop (which facebook says is open from 1700hrs – 2100hrs). It’s closed.
The ‘STAY’ Hostel wifi isn’t good enough to use weebly or CGOAB so Facebook gets updated and that’s it. The girls in the dorm are very friendly.
It started raining after I arrived – and I had to wait for an hour or so before my appointment. I sit and read inside for a while – then see that the rain has stopped so wander outside to the swimming pool surrounded by sunbeds. Just about all of them are empty, not the least as it’s still very breezy. I spy a couple of sunbeds with puddles on – and the hotel towels clipped to the top. I use one of the towels to dry off the bed and perch on it (careful to not place my shoes on it) to read for the remaining half an hour. Suddenly two shadows loom over me and I look up to see a couple saying something in German – they soon realise I am English and translate for me “This is not the way things are done” and I realise I’ve committed the huge faux pas of sitting on THEIR sunbeds. At which point, instead of being reasonable, I feel like having a complete tantrum – and flounce off yelling “How ridiculous – AND I dried and kept your sunbed WARM for you!”
(Steve knows my tantrums well…)
Not a few minutes later, I calm down, realise I’ve been a tad childish and go back to apologise and wish them both a happy holiday – which they accept and then wave the crazy English woman away from them (like an irritating mosquito).
The massage was heavenly – and afterwards I head back to Rhodes town. I have one of the best meals I’ve had in Greece in a tiny portside café – stuffed cabbage leaves with greek yoghurt in an orange sauce. There are locals eating there too – which is always a good sign.
Then I make a pointless trip to the knitting shop (which facebook says is open from 1700hrs – 2100hrs). It’s closed.
The ‘STAY’ Hostel wifi isn’t good enough to use weebly or CGOAB so Facebook gets updated and that’s it. The girls in the dorm are very friendly.
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