- Cyprus was the first country to be ruled by a Christian. Who would’ve known?
- We took the bus to the harbor. As we waited at the bus stop, I was expecting a rickety little rickshaw to pull up, or a honking Greek version of a VW bus. Instead, it was an old coach bus that came to a stop before us, a decaying specimen that nevertheless aspired to greatness with its plush, elevated seats and neat rows.
- Tourist attractions on the boardwalk reveal language barriers: one booth enthusiastically advertised “Paracliding!” while another promised a half-day cruise from 12 AM to 3 PM—sounds more like a midnight adventure to me!
- “If you want your creme caramel, you can’t have all the moussaka!” This is our new motto for life here, where the food is plentiful and mouth-watering. Tonight, I sampled one of the Mediterranean’s most traditional dishes, moussaka (in vegetarian form, of course). It consisted of potatoes, tomatoes, onions, eggplant, and melted cheese, steaming hot and heavy, served in a round ceramic tureen. With dinner, we drank a carafe of red wine, made in the taverna’s own basement. We listened to Cypriot music on the radio as we drove home from the hills, and the lights of Paphos below still held all the magic and wonder of a dream.
