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    Carola to the rescue

    by  • 14 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    Steaming white I had left the police station without noticing where I went. I was glad that I had done so, for I might have said things that would have only brought me deeper in trouble. Now I saw that I was close to Melba, Carola’s coffee place. It felt like a good idea...

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    The police station I

    by  • 14 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    While we walked back to were I had parked the car, as we approached that spot, I tried to see whether the car was still there and had not been towed away. It was with a sigh of relief that I spotted it quietly waiting for us. It was only when I drove off...

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    The employment office III

    by  • 14 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    After a nice walk in the warm morning sun we entered the building full of hope and good spirits. We took the elevator straight to the 4th floor, as indicated on a magnetic board in the hall. Two ladies were occupying the office. Neither of them spoke English. We tried our best Greek. Something...

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    The employment office II

    by  • 14 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    Since most or Iraklio is one way only streets now, we decide we would be there faster on foot than by car, so we left the car parked where it was. After questioning half a dozen of people we found the building and entered. There was already a long queue of people waiting at...

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    The employment office I

    by  • 14 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 3 Comments

    With the missing form we got from the emigration police we drove to the office where I work in the centre. With the help of Popi, short for Penelope, I filled in the form. Somebody needed to sign it and I suggested that she would do that. That was a little bit too much...

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    The emigration police

    by  • 14 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    Today we would at long last finalize our registration with the local authorities. We had all the forms (or so we thought) and we were well informed. Friends had translated everything until the last dot on the last iota. What could go wrong? As a reminder to our readers, we had tried this before...

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    Ti na kánoume?

    by  • 13 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    I don’t know if it is this technology or the people that use it, but my internet connection was down for 5 days once more. You might have noticed my absence. It is not a good thing at the beginning of my renewed commitment to my blog-o-sphere. Alas it can’t be helped. Ti na...

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    Just an ordinary day: Reloaded

    by  • 7 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    Where were we? Right, I had left the offices and was trying to stay ahead of the traffic, in which I succeeded marvelously, thank you. A bit before 6 o’clock I was home. Now that Yvonne doesn’t have to work anymore at night, I usually start with the preparations for our evening meal right...

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    Just an ordinary day – the sequel

    by  • 6 November, 2003 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    Is it Thursday already? Damnit! Last time I looked up, I was writing part 2 of this thriller account of my most ordinary day, and that was on Tuesday. How did Wednesday slip through? Okay, I know you’re all waiting with great impatience, so without any further ado here goes: With my cup of...

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