As it's a Monday, it's an office day. Unfortunately, because of our rock-collecting spree over the last week, this meant myself and Dina attempting to carry in all of the specimens, both from the Blazer and from the LandRover. Because the LandRover is frankly a best of a machine, it carried far more than we could have taken in the Blazer, including some pretty hefty two-man (well, me and Dina) specimens. After lugging about 300-400kg of rock into the cutting room, I asked Dina if we could cut some of my specimens to make them more managable for me to take back in my luggage. The saw made a horrific grinding-whirring noise as it started up, which only got worse as Dina touched the specimen (a perfectly fresh peridotite) against the blade. After about a minute of sparks (and me leaving the room), she gave up. The specimen had a massive chunk removed; not because of Dina's youthful exuberance in cutting, but because the blade was actually blunt. Talk about Greek's and their laid back attitude to work; the blade was clearly about 500 samples past its use-by period, and I wouldn't have touched it with a barge-pole. Hammering and scrubbing ensued, to allow me to take as many samples (of my pretty chromites, amphiboles and other assorted peridotites) as possible.
Unlike last Monday, we didn't then proceed to do work. Instead, we went back to Grevena, to partake in what has become a bit of a tradition; lunch at the Makedonikon. This time, I had yemista and keftides. Ahhhh, heaven. In the evening, rather naughtily, we went out for another meal (Annie's dietician would not have been impressed), to the Ekavi for a second time.
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