We experience an arrival! The soft smell of rain (petrichor) permeates buildings, the top of the sea, clothes, and the food we eat, it snakes around the side streets waking up the mosquitos, birds have a place to splash and cats lap greedily at its oily surface.
Our clients are also enjoying this turnaround, boots and sturdy shoes are donned flip flops discarded, this is the time to walk and really discover what tiny Paxos has to offer, scented pink cyclamen stretch their heads above the surface, slowly carpeting the paths and filling out the cracks in the stone steps. Lots of coffee is being drunk and the kafenios are full of walkers having a simple lunch and a carafe of wine.
I feel joy when I pull on a pair of jeans and take my vertically challenged dog along the slippery paths towards Ipapandi this might be Winter, but it feels like heaven to me!!