The discovery..

Who gets up early in the morning for a jog when you are on holiday in the sweltering heat?
Well, my crazy husband does..and on this particualar morning, the ONLY morning he chose to jog, (he found out pretty soon that its not an activity he would indulge in after some late night party tricks) he runs into this beautiful old gate. Some time, long ago, someone spraypainted a for sale sign and a tel number on the one pillar and Robbert stopped to investigate.
The old ruin was barely visible from behind the gate. barely has he set foot inside the path, when the neighbour from across the road toddled over and from what I can understand, the conversation went something like this: You like? Ne (yes) You wanna buy? Ne. I hav paper. Ne. You wait. Ne.
And so the neighbour produced a complete topographical site plan (!), which Robbert simply took along. Next stop was Stathis, Savas' friend and owner of Penelope's, one of the tavernas in Frikes. Stathis was one of the few Greeks on the island we can communicate with in more than just pigeon English. Yes, he knew the neighbour, and the price he mentioned seemed a bit stiff, but so we were advised to cantact Alexandros Taflambas, according to all, the best, and possibly the only lawyer in Vathi.
This all happened 2 days before we were leaving for Cape Town, and we literally signed a power of attorney to Alexandros in order to buy the property for us in our absence a couple of hours before the ferry departed.