Is this why Cyprus is always tired?

Into the city, along Stasikratous. Bumper to bumper, petrol and stress…

It’s Cyprus’ daily commute. Into the city, along Stasikratous. Bumper to bumper, petrol and stress.

By the time you get to the office, your body is drained – shoulders locked, jaw clenched.

After work, you notice it again: in the queue at Lidl, grabbing a pastry at Zorbas, waiting at the pharmacy for something to take the edge off the pain.

This isn’t just the mental pressure of the day.