Hydra in my heart

One Lenten Triodion in the 70s. A Philosophy School student arrives in Hydra, equipped with a tape recorder, a camera and a questionnaire. Her mission is to conduct on-site folklore research. She feels like Don Quixote out on an adventure. Only Don Quixote comes into a world he no longer recognises, where truths are scattered and ambiguous, while she feels that she is cognisant of the truths of the small insular society, since she hails from the island and has spent all the summers of her life there. Still, she is to be given the lie. Life is more polysemous than it seems.