Eleni, whilst I am reading I close my eyes and the strange thing is that I am not in Arillas, I have been taken to the mainland, to Cape Sounion,(25yrs ago)
The temple and the moon casting its light over the bay.The sound of the fishermen beating the water to raise the fish to the net, that gentle deep consistant drumming of the ocean.The passion of the people there.The peace, tranquility and the some what magical experience of being in a "very special place".
What happened to us is that we have been able to experience those same feelings in Arillas.
Ang