Living without running water in a hot country is not fun. I tried to have a shower this morning- the shower head simple spluttered a few meagre drops and then gave up.. what a nightmare! I'm glad I slept with the air con, so that I wasn't too sweaty through the night.
Anyway, Nicosia is suffering from a drought due to there not being enough rain, therefore no groundwater. So, the water gets turned off 4 days a week- in theory there should be enough water in the communal tank for the building my flat's in to last the drought days but, apparently, this was not the case today...
It reminds me of being in Africa where we had to wash with half a bucket of water and a sponge. You just don't feel squeaky clean after.
I came home this evening after my greek lesson and it was running. You'll be glad to know I no longer smell! Which it's easy to do considering the humidity- opening a window doesn't offer a breeze as much as the hot breath of the city on your skin.
I'm trying to make the most of my last week of freedom- my dad arrives next week and he's famously difficult to live with. But then I guess dads are supposed to be like that. Oh well..
