Every Wednesday night during July and August, Archodissa restaurant on Thassos hosts live music, complete with singing and dancing, napkin throwing and, as of this year, glassware breaking. I wrote about Music Night last summer, on the first Wednesday I wasn’t in Greece after I returned from my three-month stay. The day I arrived to Thassos was a music night, and so—as it happens—my last night on the island is a music night.
In Greek there is a word that means fun, but "fun" is an underwhelming translation. It means more like time filled with good company and a little bit of wildness and a lot a bit of joy. The word is kefi, and in my final moments in Greece, my night was filled with kefi.
- The return of Bobis, one of my friends who doesn’t live on Thassos but who came by boat so I could see him on my last night.
- Getting to zimbekiko (an improvised solo dance) to my favorite song, and for all the people who circled around and clapped as encouragement.
- Dancing with Nicoletta, a 7 year old who was my dance partner once upon a music night last year. She is a fearless and beautiful little girl with serious dance moves, and she made me bring my A game.
- Being asked to waltz with a stranger (one of Bobis' parea)
- New shoes. Two pairs, in fact.
- Meeting new people, especially those who didn’t know English and forced me to speak Greek.
- The tsipouro that allowed me to speak Greek with confidence.
- Eating at 4:00am second dinners. It’s been a full year since that happened.
- All of the hugs. Even from Mitso.
These highlights--particularly coming a few days after the fact--aren't able to capture the way I felt. But there was so much happiness to be found... Archodissa was filled with kefi that night.