But alas not twice. The lightening started around two o’clock, tailed off but started again in earnest at about four thirty. And the heavens opened and then some. Those bright flashes illuminate briefly the whole of the sea and the Cypress tree shadows dance wildly on the bedroom curtains. Then crash as the thunder hits the air waves and the splintering sound erupts and echoes across the water. So this is Thursday and it just hasn’t got off to a good start. The rain eased after breakfast and we ventured off towards Mongonisi island which can be approached across a narrow strip of land and is famous for its sandy beach. The beach was there alright but emptier than I have ever seen it; in fact there was no one on it all.
The sun loungers remained piled up and the wind blew. We sat and had a beer and a coffee in the very smart taverna, which back in the day was a pretty ramshackle excuse for an eatery.
The taverna the same as the beach and not heavily patronised but a lovely catamaran in the harbour, just to prove I do know what one looks like……..see later.
There are an awful lot of olive trees on Paxos, indeed at one time there were over 150 olive presses working here. When the wind blows a gale as it has done today, the whole of the island groans and moans; sounding as though Poseidon himself has returned to shatter the island even further than he did in the first place, allegedly making it with his trident, when he separated it from the southern tip of Corfu. If ever you visit here you will notice that the trident is now the symbol of the island. Mythology or truth?
It began to rain again so we headed back to the villa for lunch, passing this strange beast anchored off shore on the way. If any of our nautical chums have a clue what it is, we sure would love to know. At first we thought it was a catamaran but we have decided that the pointy bit at the front (the bow) was just one piece and not divided into two.
If that’s the front door at the front of the vessel, you would need a pair of wellies to come visiting.
So lunch and at about three the sun came out and a scramble to sit outside by the pool. Oh dear, so short lived at five the heavens opened again and more rain danced on the patio.
All the floors in the villa look like they are wood, including the shower. I wonder where the idea of the pattern came from? Oh, that tree looks as though it may know something.
The said shower and a now slightly faded slogan from the side of the supermarket in Lakka, that in 1978 looked pristine. OK, all for now as we are off to Gaios, to eat. At least today’s blog is today and tomorrow I will let you know of any more flying flowerpots during dinner.
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