Lesvos, Lesbos, I never really understood what the Greeks have with these names. I never know how to spell them, not to mention that even uncle google gets a bit confused with spelling of these Greek names.
But we are here: on Lesbos for the majority of us, the capital of lesbians. Or at least it was the capital, now I hear rumors they moved it to San Francisco or something. The island retained the name. And this is good, because there is already a confusion with the spelling, if you would add a confusion with the names on top ….
The good thing is that still once a year they, the lesbians from all the world, meet here for a week or so for a festival. And the festival runs this week. I am looking forward to go there for an evening. Marcel said that you can easily see which has the male part and which the female in the couples you meet at the festival. He also said the girls were trying to pick up his wife all the time... When I met his wife Martina it all made sense...
Right, you do not know who Marcel is. Marcel is the manager/owner of the Sigri Surf Center ( http://www.sigrisurf.com/english/english/home_2.html ) in Sigri town. Which is only 90km from Mytilini (or Mytilene, this Greek spelling again), the main city on the island, but it takes you like almost 2 hours to get to Sigri! Let me tell you, the road is windy, curvy, it is superwindycurvy. Marcel is amazingly superfriendly for an Austrian. And very helpful and a good driver. He picked us up at the airport and drove in nikilaudawouldbeproud style through all the bends to where the road ends – Sigri, the west end of Lesbos.
The scenery towards Sigri was amazing! Changing all the time, from pine tree forest, to olive trees plantation, to oak trees forest, then some maple trees, near a petrified forest and at the end heathland all around. Amazing. Love it! The lesbians really have a good taste.
Ok, now you already know what I am (trying) doing here. Windsurf! Yeah! But we are not so lucky with the wind for these first two days. I was out sailing, but did not get wet... You can imagine the wind then. Zero points. And I was looking forward to it. Specially because this time I am in a windsurf camp again. And not just any camp. I am with Andraž Žan. Our, Slovenian, only PWA competing freestyler! Check out his blog for some pictures from our camp http://www.andrazzan.blogspot.com/ and check http://www.andrazzan.com/novice.html for more camps and destinations. It is worthy!
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