Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an abrasive blaster in Filiatra is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I hit the streets of Filiatra. You know, the ones like Kallithea and Agios Nikolaos? Beautiful, right? But lemme tell ya, the traffic was a nightmare. I’m sittin’ there, stuck behind some old dude in a rusty car. I swear, he was going 10 km/h. I could’ve walked faster! I’m honking, yelling, like, “C’mon, man! We got places to be!” But he just stares ahead like he’s in a trance. Ugh!
Finally, I get to the job site. It’s this old building on Dimokratias Street. You know, the one that looks like it’s been through a war? Yeah, that one. I’m all geared up, ready to blast away the grime. But guess what? The compressor decides to throw a tantrum. Just my luck, right? I’m there, kicking it like it owes me money. “C’mon, you piece of junk!” I’m sweating bullets, and it’s not even noon yet.
Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Mister, can I help?” I’m like, “Help? You wanna get blasted?” But he’s got this big grin, and I can’t say no. So, I hand him a broom. He’s sweeping like a pro! I’m thinking, “This kid’s got potential.” We’re laughing, and for a sec, I forget about the compressor.
But then, BAM! The compressor finally roars to life. I’m pumped! I start blasting away, and the dust is flying everywhere. It’s like a scene from a movie. I’m in my zone, feeling like a rockstar. But then, I look over, and the kid’s covered in dust. I’m talking head to toe! He looks like a ghost. I can’t help but laugh. “You good, buddy?” He just nods, grinning like a maniac.
After a while, I take a break. I’m sitting on the steps of that old building, sipping some water. The view from there is sick! You can see the hills, the sea in the distance. Filiatra’s got this vibe, ya know? It’s chill but full of life. I’m thinking, “Man, I love this place.”
But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Nikos. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the taverna later!” I’m like, “Sure, but I’m covered in dust!” He’s like, “Who cares? It’s Filiatra!” And he’s right. So, I finish up the job, and I’m feeling good.
Later, I hit up the taverna on Eleftherias Square. The food is bomb! I’m talking grilled octopus, fresh bread, and some killer ouzo. I’m sitting there, chatting with the locals. They’re all telling stories, laughing. I’m in my element.
But then, this guy walks in. He’s loud, obnoxious, and starts talking about how he’s the best fisherman in Filiatra. I’m rolling my eyes. “Dude, chill. We get it.” But he keeps going, and I’m just trying to enjoy my meal. Finally, I can’t take it anymore. I’m like, “Bro, you’re not the only one who can catch fish!” The whole place goes quiet. I’m thinking, “Oh man, did I just ruin dinner?”
But then, the locals start laughing. They’re all on my side! The fisherman dude just huffs and walks out. I’m like, “Phew, dodged a bullet there.”
As the night goes on, I’m feeling grateful. Filiatra’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I’m surrounded by good food, good people, and a crazy day behind me. I’m thinking, “Man, I wouldn’t trade this for anything.”
So, yeah, that was my day. From compressor meltdowns to unexpected friendships, it was a wild ride. And you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Cheers to Filiatra!