Classic Cyprus civilization

July 25^th – the family left for Cyprus with a one day layover in Dubai and I left on the 26^th on a stuffy bus with a stomach bug from eating apples the other day. But I had good flights and connections to Cyprus and was feeling great by the time I got there. I arrived 4 hours before my family did, so I peaced out and went straight to the beach, where I proceeded to burn myself for two hours before meeting the family at the airport.

The weather in Cyprus was perfect if you like lots of sun and hot weather. It really was nice there, though. A very clean country, there were lots of quaint little places on the outskirts of Larnaca. The food and wine culture there is heavily Greek and that meant one thing: drink as many local wines and eat as much hummus and pita bread as possible. Well, there was Bailey’s also, which the ‘rents picked up in Duty free. I hadn’t had Bailey’s for some time, so that was a real treat.

The hotel was too fancy for me, but it was nice. The breakfast bar they had was amazing! Omelets every morning, muesli, fresh fruit, tea – haven’t eaten that well in sometime. The hotel was located right on the beach, so it was easy to go out for a swim in the bath-temperature water. The porter was a cheerful guy who taught me a few Greek phrases and had a lot of interesting things to say (aka: I attracted another religious nut, this time a Jehovah’s witness who insisted on giving me a book about creationism).

Cyprus: check.

The big salt lake.

Greek salad, hummus, pita bread, and house wine = great lunch.

Mom and dad, from a distance, in the Mediterranean.

Old lady hand making the famous lace that is found in Cyprus.


Me above the city.


This is the church where St. Lazarus was buried the second time.



The last dinner in Cyprus! Delicious