Village Life

Life in the village is the dream, people here don’t seem to suffer from ‘old age syndrome’ no matter what the age they keep themselves busy and it’s refreshing to see. My short two day break was spent running away from snakes, eating mountain berries and throwing ice cold water over my cousins. All good fun. I wish I grew up in a village, having the mountains as your back garden as a kid must have been the best playground you could imagine. But wait don’t think it gets boring when you become a teenager, oh no Kakopetria (the village) has a club. You heard me a club, in a mountain village. Of course me and my cousins did not require any alcohol or a dance floor to bring the party to the streets with the use of a blackberry curve’s speaker….. Coz that’s just how we rollA small cottage tucked away in the trees. On the first moutain hike where we managed to walk into snakesAfter about an hour of convincing these weren’t toxic I learnt to love wild mountain berriesNot particularly historic but a scenic bridge neverthelessThe village has a plentiful supply of water from underground springsCloud covering the mountainsGot to meet the family hamsterThe village at nightApple anyone?

Limassol Municipal Park – What the whole town could be like

I adore the Municipal Gardens and would simply be heart broken if anyone was ever to change anything. (Apart from the Lamps) The park does look aged, but in a good way, not at all tired. Almost everything planted here was planted when my parents were children. So many old trees. The Palm trees for example are the tallest palm trees I’ve ever seen, towering above you it’s quite spectacular to stand under them.

There is a huge cactus as well which seems almost historic, jotted throughout the place are great pine trees which are reminiscent of the nearby majestic troodos mountains. This is one of the only places which grass seems to grow pretty well due to all the shade the trees create.

As you can see below the roots of some of the trees are brilliant. Concerts also happen in the yellow chaired ampitheatre style outdoor venue, although the yellow seats have their charm it could perhaps be done up. However it’s the blue chairs that play on my memory strings, with the little kiosks selling pre bottled lemonade and crisps. Makes me think about when I was young and never really realized what was around me, but now I look back I notice it’s in the spaces I like the most which I had the best times in when I was young.

If you are in town, you should definitely take a look at the municipal gardens, such a peaceful place almost locked in time compared to the rest of the city, go see a show too. Entrance to the park is free however unfortunately dogs are not allowed.

If you have a place which reminds you so much of previous times and have photographs I would love to feature the location as a ‘guest feature’ post so please send me an email

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