Milos is an f’ing shit tip!!!!
Hey J!
On a Blue Star having a rant. Despite their reputation, I’ve always loved that ‘roll on’ ‘roll off’ fear – was it really you who told me about the sinking before we sold them to the Med? Anyway, the ferries are faves for me. Landings are disappointments. When you said ‘It’s all about perception’, I wanted to agree. You also wrote….
“Internet moonscapes are always misleading invitations to travel – they are touristygeneric formulae. The water is a certain unusual colour. The geologics are peculiar. The people framed throw themselves from exfoliated rocks expressing fun. The writers advertise.”
Not the same writer as the famous Irish philosopher you invented. Still love your comment about Jung….was it….From Archipelago, Gag Boy, Eggy Road? Shit shit poo shit. Piss. Something like….Clouds of Unknowing? Definitely NOT doors of perception (not appropriate in my case – Still a fan of Jim Morrison – and u can shuv de Eagles up yer arse closely followed by Quo).Something to do with him misinterpreting the secrets of a golden flower? Anyway, you convinced me he was a wanker!
Back to rantdom before the ouzo and Mythos really kicks in…..did some google palaver on a quay…
“….to pay for narcissists getting advertising income by peddling rubbish as exempt in covid business times. Advertising like this has always been hard to avoid but it would be better if the voice wasn’t so complicit”……
….“Greek islands are over-rated. The toileting and sewage is less than fortunate when you have to swim in it and when the sun disappears the feeling that you are in a delapidated Beirut (without the bombing) is hard to resist. You can always stroll away in a sombrero to view where the plastics are dumped.”……
….“Dawn brings solace after the biting and diarrheoa struggling to lift a tissue shit lid receptacle is always a joy swiftly followed by the early calls of middens under development or re-construction (or claimed as un-kempt historical refuse with a monetary coach stop)”……
I can hear your syntax brain being tortured – spitting proof reading nonsense [Sic].
Anyway, the home of the Venus De Milo is mostly a vermiculite mine that doesn’t need tourist money. They even tried to sting us for a parking fine but A. ate the pink ticket and I called them malaka’s. Photies attached – lf it’s all about perception……then I was walking on the Moonscapes of Sarakiniko!!!!!
Signing off – Going to Syros and considering hiring a push-bike, hitting a pothole and falling off a fucking cliff!!!!
H.O. Hum x
