Date of Visit: Eid 2014, October 3-6, 2014
The Ambassador made her way to Cyprus with a fun group of women in the Fall of 2014.
The flight was uneventful, something for which we must always be grateful. When we landed, all the luggage was there and the duty free shop had a new vodka. Absolute Orient, an apple and ginger flavored vodka. It was super delicious with Sprite.
We made our way to the hotel, courtesy of the shuttle service. As soon as we arrived, we were starving. We walked across the street and ate with a great host, Stalios. He served us the most tasty seafood and freshest Greek salad we had ever enjoyed. He also introduced us to grilled haloumi. Needless to say, we determined to return the next day for dinner.
We had a meeting with the tour coordinator that evening. We chose our tours and after checking out the bar and pool area, we crashed for the night. Traveling can take it out of you.
The walking tour was a feast for the senses. The air was crisp and cool, the little village was adorable and we scored some nice art and wine.
We saw a monastery that had been built hundreds of years before. We visited a now abandoned church with a sad story. Centuries ago the villagers sent for a builder. Upon his arrival, we was disappointed with their isolation. He left his young apprentice to begin the work. Upon returning a year later, he was stunned at the skill of the apprentice. Only the roof remained to be completed. In an act of jealousy, he pushed the young boy from the roof. The apprentice died and the people of the town made the church a place of prayer for the safety of children everywhere.
On another day, we rode a village bus (The Chicken Bus) to a distant holding. There we had local foods, a local spirit called Zivania and rode donkeys. We ended the night with a big dinner with dancing. Yes, someone stood on a table. Yes, we blamed it on the Zivania!
There were visits to the town center and the beach. We had massages and long walks, excellent meals and real fellowship.
Cyprus does not owe me a thing! There was no disappointment in my spirit.
Oak Cliff Ambassador, out!