Potamitissa - The Antique car - Mesa Potamos
Trip Start Mar 03, 2010
143Trip End Feb 06, 2011
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The very old Antique car, and our trip to Mesa Potamos
While walking earlier this morning along with Aki, and after seeing an antique bus abandoned in a field I was telling him how unfair it is for these antique buses to end up like this. Aki who is very sensitive tells me that he feels the same compassion for them and he promises to show me one if I wanted to.
The truth is that not only do I want to see it but step inside it if possible. So, here we are now on our way to the antique bus somewhere in Potamitissa before we set off for the day's excursion.
I am so moved the moment I step in!.....Memories…
Of course there were those trips with my grandparents who used to travel a lot with these buses those days and as the eldest child I used to follow. And oh yes!….there were these buses that used to pass through the neighbourhoods loaded with shamrock each morning for people who kept rabbits in their gardens and wanted to buy. For some people getting in such a bus might mean nothing, but not for me. I am so touched and I take photos not only of the cabin but the steering wheel, and the dashboard. Who knows if I ever get inside such a car again! I am really very sentimental when it comes to memories from the past because I really have only good moments to remember.
Ok, back to the present….enough memories for now, and in the car exploring the hidden gems of the round area, and …..
I am telling Aki that I used to come here with my parents and friends with our picnic baskets. Life was much simpler back then, and friendships were more stable. There was more love and trust and much fun to be with people and share things. There were times when we drove off Larnaca and 8 or 10 cars were following us. The cars of friends and relatives, just like a convoy. Unfortunately life has changed so much!!
We would find a nice spot near a small cataract and lay clothes on the ground and have our lunch, go for long walks, or even play volley. My father was always carrying a fishing net in the car that he used to tie up between two trees.
Our volley ball court was ready in minutes! lol
Each time before leaving we would try to find another beautiful spot in Mesa Potamos, and with that in mind we would arrange to come again. This was repeated continuously throughout the year
We drive through lush vegetation with frequent stops for photos. I am telling my friend that those days the roads used to be really bad with huge stones and as I am telling him this, the dirt road gets really awful as if to remind me exactly how the roads were those days! Luckily… for not long.
We make a stop at the recently built Monastery which is an imposing new building in the middle of this beautiful pine forest. A huge structure indeed, but even when I get in the courtyard and see the very old ancient church of Saint John the Baptist I can still remember nothing of its existence, probably because as youths then the only thing we cared of was our long walks in nature, our flirt, games, and the trip as a whole. During the summer months the Monastery hosts hundreds of young children who come out here to spend a couple of weeks. (Sunday School on a campsite). My Mum has been invited a couple of times to help in the kitchen and she is always excited and looking forward for this invitation each time.