Larnaca Confidential: привет, Cyprus!
Larnaca Confidential: привет, Cyprus!
In this episode: We're in Cyprus and we don't speak any Russian. Plus, a few final words about our Croatia experience
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Greetings from Larnaca, Cyprus.
This week, we found ourselves in a seaside resort with the Russians. The signs are in Cyrillic. Borscht is on the menu — but also very good Greek food. I had no idea this place existed.
Have you ever visited a place where you were not the target demographic? That’s our question of the week. In this podcast, I’ll share the funny anecdote of a family that accidentally booked an LGBT theme cruise. (There was this incident in an elevator …)
We’ll also talk about last week’s podcast on Croatia, and we’ll read your comments.
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Here are a few photos from this week’s adventures:
Here are the boys in front of St. Lazarus Church in Larnaca. It’s a stunning Greek Orthodox Church. St. Lazarus is buried in the catacombs, which you can visit.
Here’s the tomb of St. Lazarus. Watch your head, Aren.
The chill downtown of Larnaca. Small shops and restaurants. Charming.
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Larnaca Confidential: привет, Cyprus!
On a trip to Japan, I visited the Golden Pavilion in Kyoto, and came upon a group of middle-school girls on a field trip. They merrily said hello to me in English and insisted that I stand in the middle of their class photo - me in my raincoat, and three dozen girls in black school uniforms. I'm sure those young women now look at the picture sometimes and say, "Who WAS that lady?"
My sister has a wild hair that we had to visit this small town in India to see the havelis that were disappearing and look at the beautiful art. We were booked in a hotel in town (it was definitely local). The key to our room was at least 10 inches long and weighed 5 pounds! There was no menu for dinner. The light where we ate was so low that the food could not be identified. There was no meat. And everything was cooked to death. There were limited spices. We came back to the room and had protein bars. The art painted on the walls was lovely and sadly disappearing. Some people would not be in the same room with us. We were clearly unchaperoned women. The neighborhood kids showed us the havelis in various house that had been abandoned. We would never have found them otherwise. It was a great experience in local culture.