A lesson in togetherness from a car breakdown in the searing heat
There’s never a good time to be stranded in your car, and definitely not when it’s 43 degrees Celsius on an August afternoon. Worse still is when you have a crying kitten quaking in the backseat, with a heatstroke only moments away. Add to that already being fifteen minutes late for work, because the car had decided to give up not once, but twice on the way.
The tipping point is officially reached once the car gets to what feels like its final halt at a red light on a key junction on one of the central roads into Nicosia, just as the first tired wave of office workers begins to head back home from their nine to fivers.
So, what does one do? Well, spoiler: while panicking might feel like an appropriate reaction, it offers precisely zero practical benefit – as extensive field experience has proven.
In a situation like this, and with little idea on what could possibly be wrong with an oh-so-reliable Mazda that has for the longest time made a trustworthy companion for exploring the island, despite its 24 years, one finds themself w
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