Like every year, thanks to Menelaos and his helpers (Saeed in the background) the church candles are hand-made, dyed red and ready for the Easter service at Megalo Chorio, Tilos.
Like every year, goats are stuffed and shoved into ovens by Tilian mothers, or stuck on a spit and roasted under an overcast sky by Tilian fathers, uncles, sons and whoever else is available.
Like every year, firecrackers are exploding in the white lanes of the village long before the time of the Easter Night. While you will be greeted with the politest of smiles when you pass a group of dressed-up teens, watch your back because something might explode right next to your feet any moment. As a rule of thumb: the bigger the smile, the closer the cracker.
The firecrackers are meant for the big moment when the priest – like every year – carries out the Easter flame from the church to announce that Christ has risen. Tomorrow night is the big night:
Happy (Greek) Easter, or literally: Good Resurrection, everyone!