I was on my way to the Taiyetos Mountains. The sun was setting when my car broke down near a remote and poor village. Cursing my misfortune, I was wondering where I was going to spend the night when I realized that the villagers who had gathered around me were arguing as to who should have the honor of receiving me as a guest in their house. Finally, I accepted the offer of an old woman who lived alone in a little house. While she was getting me settled into a tiny but clean room, the head of the village was tying up his horse to my car to pull it to a small town some 20 kilometres away where there was a garage.

我正在去Taiyetos山脉的路上。太阳快落山的时候，我的车抛在了一个偏远的穷山村附近。正当我一边诅咒自己的不幸，一边想着在哪里过夜的时候，我意识到村民们正在我身边聚集起来，他们在相互争论谁有这个荣幸邀请我到他家做客。最后，我接受了一个独自住在一个小屋里的老妇人的邀请。当老妇人安顿我到一间小巧但是整洁的房间的时候，村长已经把他的马栓在我的车前面，把我的车拉到一个20公里远的小镇，那里有修车厂。