A Day in the Town of Kos (One)

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Travel in Kos Island 

“To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” 
  – Freya Stark

A Day in the Town of Kos

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Plenty a sights to see, from the ruins of old to the more recent palm trees.
Early morning take off, with a huff and a puff and a scoff, we managed to catch the bus, without too much fuss.

A few stops on the way, to pick up many a stray, or possible tourists from the nearby village 😉
We were en route, the roads not so smooth, traffic heavy, especially when nearing the city.

Finally, arriving. One hour, in a minimalistic bus, where knees were hitting your chin, and barely managed to squeeze your derriere into the seat.
Now, finally free, to do as we please!

First stop, archeological digs! If we can only get across the heavy traffic street!
Eventually, reaching the site, reading the map, filling in the gaps and enjoying the views.

“Snap, snap, snap!”
Now I recorded that!
Nice memories to enjoy now and in the coming years.

Each ruin tells a story. What, who, why, when, can you picture from the remaining frame?
History unfolds, as now and for years told.

Midday: The sun burning on the skin, sweat pouring even from my chins!
What to do?
A light lunch, or call it a brunch?
After that, a fully packed afternoon, with fun filled adventure: So into the trenches, we are ready for more, what ever this town has in store!

Much later: the fortress has been thoroughly searched, for whatever secrets in there lurched.
Now, before heading home, or the borrowed accommodations, for this week’s station:
Shopping, shopping, shopping!
And then…
… to crown the day, a healthy can with sweet, sweet ice coffee inside! Oh what an joyous ride!

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A Day in the Town of Kos (Three)

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Travel in Kos Island 

“To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” 
  – Freya Stark

A Day in the Town of Kos

The Castle of Joanites (The Castle of the Knights of Saint John)

Some ruins and stuff 😉

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A Day in the Town of Kos (Two)

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Travel in Kos Island 

“To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” 
  – Freya Stark

A Day in the Town of Kos

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Hippocrates’ Tree (poor thing 😉 )

A Day in the Town of Kos (Seven)

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Travel in Kos Island 

“To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” 
  – Freya Stark

A Day in the Town of Kos

The Castle of Joanites (The Castle of the Knights of Saint John)

OK, some more ruins: But, this was supposed to be a history lesson after all 😉 (really?!), but this time, from the outside, and I see a bench there! Finally, respite!

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A Day in the Town of Kos (Five)

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Travel in Kos Island 

“To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” 
  – Freya Stark

A Day in the Town of Kos

The Castle of Joanites (The Castle of the Knights of Saint John)

Steps, and then some. And it was 38 degrees Celsius outside!

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A Day in the Town of Kos (Four)

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Travel in Kos Island 

“To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” 
  – Freya Stark

A Day in the Town of Kos

The Castle of Joanites (The Castle of the Knights of Saint John)

Some horse, without a head (usually it’s the chicken, right?)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Ten)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Rosehip

Lush and pink
Totally in sync
The little rose
In a pose
Hidden
In the green leaves
In August’s eve

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Nine)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Voice

“Can you hear my voice?”
It asked

“Listen to my voice”
It continued

“Walk towards my voice”
It beckoned

Finally, standing there in front of the wall, with a can of spray in my hand, I had made my statement

“I hear a voice”

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Seven)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Ride a Bike

Ride a bike
Take a hike
Watch out for spikes
As your vehicle they can strike
Stay out of fights
Other wise
Do what you like
So go
Ride a bike

ride a bike

August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Six)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Ripples on the Water

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Soon, September comes with sniffles
Thought of that gives me wrinkles
Looking at the water’s surface filled with ripples
As it smiles with all its dimples
Life in August, smooth and simple
And today, is Friday, so just whistle

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