Despite the manifest hospitality, the flask-wielding host sounds like a walking health hazard. However, by the time you succumb to his antimicrobial prescriptions, you may be past caring, given how great you’ll feel.
Regardless, I wish you optimism, vigour and the dauntlessness of giants.
‘”One more,” says the flask-wielding host, “just to kill the microbe. Dia na skotosome to mikrovio.” And so the gnawing worm of death’s sister, sleep, is scotched anew each morning and up one starts ready to tackle whatever the day may bring with the optimism, the vigour and the dauntlessness of a giant.’
Source: Patrick Leigh Fermor, Mani: Travels in the Southern Peloponnese, introduction by Michael Gorra, New York: New York Review of Books, 2006 (1958), p. 280