#mediteranean

You know the drill.

We are not calm people.

We are Mediterranean people.

We love too loudly, argue too honestly, and feel too deeply to be polite about it.

I was lucky enough to see a Greek Orthodox service at the Apokalypsis monastery, only attended by local people. If you’re used to Catholic services then the Greek Orthodox version might well seem rather informal. The priest wore a white ‘dress’ decorated with Greek crosses. He had a large, bushy grey beard and hair to match. He spent most of the service in an inner room chanting while two men,…