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Yesterday was for most people the last day of the tourist season. The weather was as usual - blue sky and clear sunshine - and the people in Pitsidia were busy cleaning and preparing to close down, most with a happy smile and looking forward to a bit of relax - at least till it's time to go and pick olives!
This morning I woke up and found it had rained all night, actually still dripping a bit. And suddenly the sky is grey and heavy with clouds as if even the gods of the weather had closed the tourist season. My kittens outside are shivering in the chill of the morning and are happy to see me as I come out with their warm breakfast - rice & meat.
There's nobody around, the usual morning noises are gone: The lady of the next-door "Isabella Rent Rooms" cleaning the pavement, the truck that always passes every morning at 8.30 with fresh milk, I can't even hear the usually very loud neighbours screaming. No cars hurrying back and forth on the main street towards Matala or Mires. No sheep, no dogs barking. Nobody. Pitsidia has stopped.
I wonder if today is a holiday? It is in Italy, but I'm not sure whether 1st of November is a holiday here. And with nobody around, there's nobody to ask. I guess I'll take my chances and go to Mires to find out.
It's a very nice feeling. All this absence of noise. You can actually HEAR the silence.
