To Karditsa

again...
The idea is that for a couple of months i must go to Karditsa almost every second weekend in order my father not to feel lonely...
On the way i called a friend to arrange us a meeting and she asked me: Are you returning? No, i said, I 'm coming. I will return on Sunday.. (In Athens, i meant!)
Great greek sky and clouds... My God, spring is here...!