An interesting letter and thoughts from a Mr Brian Whiffen after a recent holiday to Paphos:
“Our final visit to Paphos“
Why you may ask will this be my final visit to Paphos? Well it all hinges on what you want from a holiday, and we have over the years had many in Paphos, but this we agree will be the last, our reasons are many fold.
We arrived at our hotel, a modern and fairly new building in good condition, which has plenty of pleasant enough – though mainly off island – staff. The house keeping is first class, so what is wrong with it?
The hotel is soul-less. once through the doors we could be almost anywhere in the world, no sign of that Cypriot touch, no Cypriot music – in-fact no music at all. All of the artwork comprises modern photo prints.
Perhaps the dining area would re-affirm where we are? No, it was an international dinner menu. There was no village salad, no dips, factory bread and in the main poorly- prepared breakfast was as expected cold platter or hot selection, with a token Greek-style yogurt.
We walk out to the nearest bars only to find an Irish bar, an English bar/cafe and a Russian owned Italian restaurant.
The next day we jumped a bus to the harbour. This became the highlight and we went back a few days later and with work done and some in progress it’s becoming as smart as any we have been to around Greece.
But, once we walked away from the sea front to areas and hotels we remember well We came to an immediate agreement: ‘what a dump’. Many of what use to be excellent hotels now look almost derelict, the taverns and bars we use to frequent look filthy and run down. In fact the whole area now look like a third-world town, Every spare plot now has signs in Mandarin or Russian rather than the three official languages of the island,
I still love the island and its indigenous people and will continue to follow the ups and downs of daily life in the Cyprus Mail in the hopes that when we can afford to make our next visit, we can find once again that little bit of Cypriot heaven somewhere else on the island.
There is a man in Limassol
I don’t know his name
He is very good at what he does
And brewing is his game
I don’t mean brewing coffee
Or even brewing tea
What he brews is KEO
And he will do for me
You know when you’re in Cyprus
How hot the sun can get
Cold KEO is the only drink
To keep your whistle wet
So this man in Cyprus
Whose skill is heaven sent
For brewing nectar of the gods
Should be the President
Terry Pappoo Rawson,
An interesting thought I found today in the Letters section of the Cyprus-Mail online newspaper….
More information about KEO (the lager beer) and the brewery here. It’s not just beer that is produced at the KEO factory. They are also responsible for wines and various spirits.