Wednesday, just a lazy, hazy, crazy day.

We were beaten to our favourite spot by the dreaded German technique of towels on sun loungers. Which it does say in the hotel rules that it is not allowed. Try telling them that we cried, as we approached our favourite place only to stop in our tracks and gaze at the ‘reserved’ places.

Drat those Germans.
Drat those Germans.

Its just such a nice corner. Handy for the steps, away from the smokers and I can do my getting on and off the lounger like a beached whale in relative privacy. And a lovely little wall to sit on. Ah well, let’s pick up that smoking thread.

Now correct me if I’m wrong but wasn’t the ban on smoking in restaurants an EU directive? I’m not against people smoking outside but when the godam tables are inside and someone lights up that’s when I get annoyed. The Greeks seem not to have embraced this idea at all yet. Ashtrays on the tables is a kind of giveaway that nothing has changed. But what really annoys me is Brits who come here and light up, knowing they couldn’t do that in their own country, so can someone please tell me why they should come and do it here?

Rant over. Sunny, three swims and watching the boats go by. Busy, busy, busy. A very strange stealth boat appeared for lunch in the bay. Non military, so goodness knows what that was all about.

Oooooh, err, Mrs, what on earth is that?
Oooooh, err, Mrs, what on earth is that?

Folk were sun bathing on the stern as it left, so I don’t think even the Greek navy would allow that! The views from the swimming jetty are just fabulous.

The village is in the distance.
The village is in the distance. The clouds stayed put.
Yes those are our towels below but we arrived with them!
Yes those are our towels below but we arrived with them!

So that was that was the day. A pizza for lunch, a couple of beers and …………relax.

The late afternoon light is spell binding.
The late afternoon light is spell binding.
A cloud. Outrageous!
A cloud. Outrageous!

I listened to Brian Manby on RFP, coming through loud and clear. This time jigging around to Glen Miller and ‘In the Mood’. Tomorrow maybe guilt at just sitting again will well up and we may drive off and ‘do’ something. We shall see. Decisions like that can’t be rushed or hurried.

Pretty!
Pretty!
To end the day you can sit by the pool bar, in really compfy seats.
To end the day you can sit by the pool bar, in really compfy seats.

The other thing about our other guests is they never stop talking. You go for a quiet time by the sea, your favourite spot has been stolen and when they do arrive they get in the water and swim and talk at a very high volume. Peace? I’d love some. Grumpy old man over and out.

Thanks for reading. 😃😉 Seriously it was a beautiful day. Take care M & M 🍷🍸🇬🇧🍷

Tuesday off to the end of the island: it’s Vasiliki and beyond!

We travelled down to Cape Dukato which is the farthest southern tip of the island today. Last night we saw a new couple arrive back in their car, while we were eating, they purposefully strode to the lift and entered. We gave them four minutes. They had gone into the lift that goes down to the beach, they re emerged and walked off to the right lift to take them up to reception and the rooms. Maybe you had to be there but just such a funny incident.

An anchor in Vasiliki.
An anchor in Vasiliki.
A close up of that Beetroot salad!
A close up of that Beetroot salad!
Beetroot salad. Did someone say Beetroot salad?
Beetroot salad. Did someone say Beetroot salad?

We passed many way side shrines, some of the pick:

They are many and varied
They are many and varied
Some shades of blue
Some shades of blue
Some grey and foreboding.
Some grey and foreboding.
Some white and pristine.
Some white and pristine.

I have always had the same fascination for way side shrines as I developed for New Zealand mail boxes.

Our favourite table is on the left of this picture of the Taverna.
Our favourite table is on the left of this picture of the Taverna.

We didn’t get back to the hotel till about five and headed straight for the poolside bar. The lovely staff were there. Tassos our dinner waiter and the lovely reception lady and the chef, names to be established.

The poolside area.
The poolside area.
Gaze at this with an Ouzo and your troubles vanish.
Gaze at this with an Ouzo and your troubles vanish.

Tomorrow may be another lazy day but we shall need staff, you always need staff!

The lovely, lovely staff. Tassos is on the left.
The lovely, lovely staff. Tassos is on the left.

Thank you for reading. Please do comment, we are so, so lucky to be here. Take care M & M .

Monday an even greater day of rest.

We ate last night in one of the two Tavernas in the village and we both had sea bass. It was glorious, fresh, meaty (you can say that about fish, can’t you?) and packed with flavour. The mum who does the cooking came and told me off, in a very jokey fashion, for not eating the flesh inside the head, which she said was the best bit. The son who does the waiting, cleared our favourite table by the very open window and said, “There, you can sit at the front!.”

Last night I tried to capture the eclipse of the moon but without a tripod, it was a bit of a lack lustre effort.

I guess you get the gist!
I guess you get the gist!

Yesterday was change over day, many of the folk we had got to know over the last few days went home, and at breakfast this morning it looked like no one new had arrived to take their places. The hotel shuts next week and the Taverna family are heading back to Athens, so no point hanging around as we might starve to death!

So once more, some photos from during the week coming up:

More rain by the church.
More rain by the church.
More of Mary's flowers.
More of Mary’s flowers.
There is colour everywhere.
There is colour everywhere.
Flowers by the beach bar.
Flowers by the beach bar.
Sea Bass? Did......
Sea Bass? Did……
Someone say Sea Bass?
Someone say Sea Bass?
The way side shrine collection has begun.
The way side shrine collection has begun.
The afternoon light is just beautiful.
The afternoon light is just beautiful.

So that was the day. We drank, we swam, we ate, we swam, we drank. We are eating at the hotel tonight, so Mary can sample the Moussaka and tomorrow is another day in paradise. We made our minds up we will come back, there is no mistake about that. Thank you for reading, take care M & M.

Sunday, truly a day of rest.

I bid the lovely lady at breakfast a hearty, “Kalimera!” She smiled broadly as she said it back. The sun was shining.

And that was that, we went down to the beach (not a beach as we know it Jim) at the hotel and we stayed there. So here below are a few picture highlights from during the week. I took very few today but Mary did take a couple.

If you like sitting with your back to the sea, this bench in Sivota is for you.
If you like sitting with your back to the sea, this bench in Sivota is for you.
Quite a view from Spartachori down to where the ferry comes in on Meganisi.
Quite a view from Spartachori down to where the ferry comes in on Meganisi.
It's amazing these ladies in black still exist. She had quite a conversation with us that we unfortunately didn't understand.
It’s amazing these ladies in black still exist. She had quite a conversation with us that we unfortunately didn’t understand.
Rain in the bushes by the church.
Rain in the bushes by the church.
Cat on a hot tin roof.
Cat on a hot tin roof.
Mikros Gialos, our nearby village. The hotel San Nicolas is in the background.
Mikros Gialos, our nearby village. The hotel San Nicolas is in the background.
Yours truly in the water today.
Yours truly in the water today.
Mary in search of those fish. Next step maybe an underwater camera.
                                                 Mary in search of those fish. Next step maybe an underwater camera.
"No one has mentioned food at all!"
“No one has mentioned food at all!”
We simply watched boats coming and going. Fabulous.
We simply watched boats coming and going. Fabulous.

The forecast for tomorrow is even better, so it may be more of the same.

Thanks for reading. Take care M & M

Saturday slowly got better. 💦😄☀️☀️

So instead of saying “Kalimera” to the lovely smiling lady at breakfast I have reduced it simply to “Mera” meaning morning and left the “Kali” meaning good, out of it. She laughed but promised the day would improve. They told us that yesterday so we took it with a pinch of salt, two poached eggs and two tomatoes topped with Feta. The rain was so hard at around 7 this morning I didn’t need the alarm because it woke me up.

This floor is still wet!
This floor is still wet!

It stopped raining, so we drove down to the church, that you can see as you pass by on the ferry to Meganisi. And guess what? Yep we saw the ferry.

Off to Meganisi.
Off to Meganisi.
The bell could be seen but the the church was closed.
The bell could be seen but the the church was closed.

As we climbed back up to the car it began to rain. But again luckily we got back before the main downpour. We headed to a bakery, bought a couple of ham baguettes and drove to Sivota to sit and watch the world go by. Such was the force and quantity of the rain, one boat in our local harbour had sunk and when we got to Sivota an awful lot of bailing out was going on. I could imagine the conversation…………….”You did put the boat cover on last night didn’t you?” “Well, er, um, er.” Stern look…………… The ducks looked incredibly happy and gathered round Mary to tell her what a wonderful night they all had had.

"What a fantastic night, Mary!"
“What a fantastic night, Mary!”
“Boy, you should have been here, what rain!”
“Anyone want to borrow my bucket?”

The rain stopped once more. We sat and had a drink then headed back to the hotel. At last the sun on the water again.

Tomorrow must be good!
Tomorrow must be good!
Ah, the suns out, relax everybody!
Ah, the suns out, relax everybody!
One very full ashtray. No wonder the boats sank.
One very full ashtray. No wonder the boats sank.
Baguettes, did somebody say baguettes?
                                                                     Baguettes, did somebody say baguettes? 

So all looking promising for swimming and sunning tomorrow, the forecast is good.

Thanks for reading, take care M & M.

Friday rain and thunder. 💦⚡️⚡️

Here we go another afternoon watching the rain come down. We did get to Vasiliki for lunch but boy timing again: we got back to the hotel seconds before the heavens opened.

Ah! Flowers in the sun. Remember the sun?
Ah! Flowers in the sun. Remember the sun?

Above is one of Mary’s from yesterday.  And not to be outdone one of mine of flowers and the sea.

Yes, sun on the water.
Yes, sun on the water.

The lunch in the pouring rain was at least under shelter!

My did it pour.
My did it pour.
The Whitebait was delicious and so fresh.
The Whitebait was delicious and so fresh
Whitebait? Did somebody say whitebait?
Whitebait? Did somebody say whitebait?
Saganaki, the whitebait, some Greek chips and even a plate of Beetroot.
Saganaki, the whitebait, some Greek chips and even a plate of Beetroot.

We drove back in fairly light rain, walked from the car to the hotel in the dry but then once inside you could hardly see the mountains the other side of the bay.

Is that land or a mirage?
Is that land or a mirage?
Well that table won't need washing, that's for sure.
Well that table won’t need washing, that’s for sure.

The meal in the hotel last night was delicious and I swear I ate the best plate of home made Moussaka, I have ever tasted in all my visits to Greece over the years. I told the chef so and he was delighted. Oh yes, and fairly early this morning before it all went horribly wrong, we discovered how the whole hotel looks SO clean and smart all the time.

The secret cleaners go about keeping everywhere Spick and Span.
                                                    The secret cleaners go about keeping everywhere Spick and Span.

Tomorrow is allegedly going to be sunny and dry. Fingers crossed. May the Greek god of time ‘Kronos’, continue to look after us. Take care M & M

Happy Friday!

A quick update. It’s pouring with rain. The lovely lady who serves at breakfast has told us the weather in England is much better. So one shot from the balcony and one shot of the other laugh from yesterday: the menu. Clock the third line down. I wonder if I might just get a job as a proof reader. Na’h it would stop everyone laughing and we can’t have that now, can we?

Bugga! As they say down under.
Bugga! As they say down under.
Two cow shops please, with fries.
Two cow shops please, with fries.

So more later. Take care M & M