The thoughts and conversations
of the people were so directed towards the new vehicle that not
a single soul brought up the usual topic of conversation that
came up whenever the Kimolos entered the port- her obvious list
Everyone had their
own theory as to why she listed so precariously; all the trucks
were accidentally loaded on the same side... there was a slow
leak deep within her rusty hull on the starboard side...all the
passengers were on the starboard side so that they could better
view the quaint little village of Kamares as the Kimolos unloaded
her motley cargo of vehicles and people. Whatever the individual's
theory was, at this time not one single person was even aware
of the list.
With an incredible
roar fifteen little motor bikes shot out of the mammoth hull.
Next was a family wagon pulling a little speed boat on a rickety
trailer. Then a truck full of produce to supply a thriving tourist
island that produced little for itself, let alone the thousands
and thousands of visitors it received each year. Next came a truck
loaded with building materials to complete a house being built
for a wealthy Danish tycoon who would use Sifnos as his little
escape from the pressures of modern business.
There was a slight
interlude and then the great vehicle appeared. She paused for
a moment at the opening of the orifice for just a second- but
it was enough time for the sun's rays to bounce off the immaculate
green body and illuminate the silver Mercedes insignia on the
front grill. "Ohs" and "Ahs" rose from the
transfixed crowd. The minds of everyone present recognized the
importance of the moment.
You see, Sifnos, did
not have the massive skyscrapers reaching towards the sky. She
didn't have the super highways to transport her masses of people
from town to town. She didn't even have one of those monstrous
factories spewing out black sooty smoke. But that no longer mattered.
She was now on equal footing with all the other towns and villages
who were part of the european community. She now had her own symbol,
as proof to the world of her safe arrival into modern civilization.
Proof that she too had entered the twentieth-century, and along
with Athens, New York, Tokyo and Mexico City, was now a thriving
member of modern society.
The cynics could not
longer dispute that Sifnos had entered the modern world, for the
proof sat right there on the end of the dock for all to examine.
Yes, it was truly a glorious day in the colorful history of Sifnos.
Yes... her first garbage
truck had arrived........