On our road trip to Pafos via Kourion, I remember telling Dafni how I thought Cyprus was really barren - not quite the lush green you'd imagine this island paradise of Aphrodite to be. But apparently, summers here are so hot and dry (what with the recent drought) that only in the cooler and wetter winter months does the island take on its fertile Mediterranean appearance. For now however, the contrast between sun-baked earth and refreshing sea is simply spellbinding.
You can't hear very much except for Keane's (Dafni's Key-Anne) Somewhere Only We Know playing on the speakers but Zara's giving the low-down of the day's highlights thus far. And Pan is this Cypriot bloke reading Engineering at Cambridge who I think is absolutely yummy.
You can't hear very much except for Keane's (Dafni's Key-Anne) Somewhere Only We Know playing on the speakers but Zara's giving the low-down of the day's highlights thus far. And Pan is this Cypriot bloke reading Engineering at Cambridge who I think is absolutely yummy.
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