It looks like we are going to make it by Sunday night: the kitchen stuff has been completely moved to the new house, the bedroom is fully over, so is most of the living room, except for 2 arm chairs. What’s left is what we call our “office room”, with the computer gear, printers,...
Read more →We’re moving to a new address. The place we currently live in has become a bit problematic. First there was the (forced) public sale in April of 4 of the 8 appartments. Then 2 months later the owner put out adverts for the remaining 4 appartments. None of them have been sold yet, but...
Read more →Two weeks ago we had friends from Belgium over for their holidays. We had a nice meal together and in the course of the conversation the subject of money came up. When I told them what the average salary in Crete was, they were shocked to learn that I worked for the minimal legal...
Read more →Once upon a time…. yes, it’s time for a fairy tale again ….there was a guy who had the nerve to think that he was good at problem solving. Let’s call him Sol for the sake of giving him a name. Not that the name has any importance or relevance to this story, it’s...
Read more →Tomorrow I have to go back to the university hospital. For the real angiography this time. Hopefully it is going to be less messy, less bloody. I have to present myself at 8:30 at the “Nuclear Department” according to my instructions. Whatever this is going to be, I guess I will see a lot...
Read more →After 2 days I still couldn’t remember the name of my new doctor. I kept referring to him as “Curly” to Yvonne. So, Curly came to see me today at around 11:00 and removed the bandages (and the toilet roll!) of the stefanography. It didn’t look pretty down there! My right groin was all...
Read more →I didn’t sleep well at all. The roll of toilet paper they had tightly strapped to my right groin was hurting all night. The nurse had explained that it was necessary, to make sure that the vein in my groin would close completely. A good thing they will take it away in a couple...
Read more →During breakfast the doctors come in and tell me to get ready for the stress test. I haven’t finished my tea yet and I ask “Now?“. Yes, is the simple answer. A nurse is already waiting with a wheelchair to bring me to the test room. There I get strapped up with a dozen...
Read more →It’s February 15 again, 6 o’clock in the afternoon (they refuse to call this “the evening” here). Last year around this time we were covered in 15 centimeters of snow, now the air is filled with the warmth of the south wind, and it is still light outside. What a difference a year makes....
Read more →Okay, one more quicky before I go to sleep, because it is the end of the week, and I owe you some entries for the time lost these months. I’ve been asked a few times why I write this blog in English. While I gracefully try to cover up that I don’t have a...
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