Twice is a coincidence..3 times is a rule
One of the tours I undertake as a tourguide is the Island tour by coach. We fill a 51-seater coach with tourists and give them the impression that we will show them the authentic Zakynthos, the reality behind the tourist fasades. In reality however, and in my own opinion, we bring them to the coulisses of the touristic stage, to the backside of commercialism..up to the mountains where money counts just as much as anywhere else. But that is the subject of another blogpost, another day..
As a rule, for the past month at least, I have guided the Island tour every Wednesday. Wednesdays program differs slightly from Monday and Friday in the way that we have lunchstop at the Galaxy taverna in the village of Anafonitria. On a wednesday three weeks ago, a Greek lady from Athens in her 40-45's, was travelling alone on the bustour, so my driver that day, Tim, being a ladys' man and all, invited her to our table at lunch. The lady, was a serious character with a polite conversation , asking many questions. It turns out shes a practising lawyer in family matters, a divorce attourney, having left her friends and family in Athens in order to invest in her own relaxation and refill of cultural capital for a week in Zakynthos.
The nexcoming week I was with another driver, I call him the old man. He's really only 59 but he gives the appearance of being way older. On that day, an english lady was travelling alone on the bus. As I don't like people having to dine alone, I invited her to mine and the old mans table. The conversation went on. Turns out shes originally from Jamaica but came to England very young.
-What do you do in England? I asked the lady
-I'm a divorce attourney. She replied.
It took me a short second to realize that the deja vu wsa obvious. SInce I was with a different driver I never mentioned the coincidence to the old man..just made a mental note and reflected over it alone.
Today, wednesday again, and me and Tim aimed for the mountains. In Laganas we picked up a lost girl with a tacky clothes style. An Ugly Betty of Checzh Republic, however a very charming girl.
At the Galaxy, three old English ladies invited her to their table. I decided to rescue the poor thing from the situation and stole her from the ladies before she had a chance to sit with them.
-Thank you she said, and smiles.
-Come on I said. You will sit with me and Tim. (the latter not being very disapointed having another young lady at his table)
I convinced her to try the Zakynthian Rabbit in tomato sauce and she mentioned that her father was a hunter. We found the common subject to discuss for at least 20 minutes, as my father is a hunter aswell, and Tim himself is a hunter. He however, speaking no English, was busy making sure I translated to her how many guns he had, how many hunting dogs and how oftn he changed his car. I could see that the interest flag in the Checzh girl wasnt exactly waving high. S o I ignored Tim and talked about studies abroad instead. She had been to ERASMUS in France and we laughed at all the fun it can be to be an exchange student...So the obvious question that folloed a conversation about university came, first from her side. After having explained to her what the hell a bachelor in Service Management really menas, I asked her what she was studying.
She smiled a smile as copied off Mona Lisa and said:
- Im in law school. I have another year. I want to work with family matters. Divorces and things like that.
I laughed and she must have thought I laughed at her choice of studies...
Now I was sure. Twice is a coincidence, three times is a rule: Female lawyers travel alone, and they are not bad company to have for lunch.
Later, after the drop offs and at the end of the tour, I mentioned the happening to Tim, reminding him of the day three weeks ago, also mentioning the past weeks lunch with the old man and the Jamaican-English Lawyer lady. He laughed and shook his haid and said.
-What a sweet girl. And her father being a hunter and all...
I could tell, he wasnt thrilled by my observation..so I left it hanging...but still cant help to reflect over the peculiar situation...Who, up there or down there..is thinking that one day Im gonna need a favor from a female divorce attorney?
As a rule, for the past month at least, I have guided the Island tour every Wednesday. Wednesdays program differs slightly from Monday and Friday in the way that we have lunchstop at the Galaxy taverna in the village of Anafonitria. On a wednesday three weeks ago, a Greek lady from Athens in her 40-45's, was travelling alone on the bustour, so my driver that day, Tim, being a ladys' man and all, invited her to our table at lunch. The lady, was a serious character with a polite conversation , asking many questions. It turns out shes a practising lawyer in family matters, a divorce attourney, having left her friends and family in Athens in order to invest in her own relaxation and refill of cultural capital for a week in Zakynthos.
The nexcoming week I was with another driver, I call him the old man. He's really only 59 but he gives the appearance of being way older. On that day, an english lady was travelling alone on the bus. As I don't like people having to dine alone, I invited her to mine and the old mans table. The conversation went on. Turns out shes originally from Jamaica but came to England very young.
-What do you do in England? I asked the lady
-I'm a divorce attourney. She replied.
It took me a short second to realize that the deja vu wsa obvious. SInce I was with a different driver I never mentioned the coincidence to the old man..just made a mental note and reflected over it alone.
Today, wednesday again, and me and Tim aimed for the mountains. In Laganas we picked up a lost girl with a tacky clothes style. An Ugly Betty of Checzh Republic, however a very charming girl.
At the Galaxy, three old English ladies invited her to their table. I decided to rescue the poor thing from the situation and stole her from the ladies before she had a chance to sit with them.
-Thank you she said, and smiles.
-Come on I said. You will sit with me and Tim. (the latter not being very disapointed having another young lady at his table)
I convinced her to try the Zakynthian Rabbit in tomato sauce and she mentioned that her father was a hunter. We found the common subject to discuss for at least 20 minutes, as my father is a hunter aswell, and Tim himself is a hunter. He however, speaking no English, was busy making sure I translated to her how many guns he had, how many hunting dogs and how oftn he changed his car. I could see that the interest flag in the Checzh girl wasnt exactly waving high. S o I ignored Tim and talked about studies abroad instead. She had been to ERASMUS in France and we laughed at all the fun it can be to be an exchange student...So the obvious question that folloed a conversation about university came, first from her side. After having explained to her what the hell a bachelor in Service Management really menas, I asked her what she was studying.
She smiled a smile as copied off Mona Lisa and said:
- Im in law school. I have another year. I want to work with family matters. Divorces and things like that.
I laughed and she must have thought I laughed at her choice of studies...
Now I was sure. Twice is a coincidence, three times is a rule: Female lawyers travel alone, and they are not bad company to have for lunch.
Later, after the drop offs and at the end of the tour, I mentioned the happening to Tim, reminding him of the day three weeks ago, also mentioning the past weeks lunch with the old man and the Jamaican-English Lawyer lady. He laughed and shook his haid and said.
-What a sweet girl. And her father being a hunter and all...
I could tell, he wasnt thrilled by my observation..so I left it hanging...but still cant help to reflect over the peculiar situation...Who, up there or down there..is thinking that one day Im gonna need a favor from a female divorce attorney?
Very funny - oh i enjoy working in zante as well - think we should meet up and see if we can meet a 4th lawyer for lunch!!
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