Saturday, 29 September 2012

Now We Really Do Need a Bigger Boat


Day 49 (Tuesday)

We couldn’t hold back any longer!  Today was time for ‘Lilo Wars’.  We raced each other up and down the pool, Cris and Jane were victorious although I later discovered that they’d cheated by over inflating their lilo.  A steward’s enquiry resulted in their disqualification.  Their complaints about the integrity of the steward (me) fell on deaf ears.

Later on in the afternoon we went to Argostoli which is the main town on the island and took the ferry to the town of Lixouri.  There wasn’t much open in Lixouri so as it was happy hour we had a cocktail at the cocktail bar.  We asked for mojitos which was fortunate as it the only drink the cocktail waitress was confident about making.

The ferry seemed to sway a lot more on the trip back to Argostoli but that could have been the mojitos.

Day 50 (Wednesday)

We couldn’t quite believe that Cris and Jane still wanted to go through with the boat trip despite hearing about all our seafaring mishaps.  A free cool box was supplied with the boat so we went to a shopping first for food and drink to fill it with before a brief training session with the laid back Vasilli.
Once we were underway it wasn’t long before we found a beach to have breakfast.  Cris volunteered to be first off the boat to tie us to a rock.  There was a short ‘yelp’ as he disappeared over the side of the boat followed by a longer scream when he hit the water, the sea was rather deeper than he was expecting.

We enjoyed a pleasant morning of swimming, sunbathing and snorkelling before it was time to get back on board the boat.  Cris got back on first, Tracey was next.  Cris pulled from the boat and I pushed from behind.  I thought she was safely aboard but then I saw her bottom heading toward my head at great speed and we were back to square one.  Although I had sustained another head injury there were no Croatian women to pour vinegar all over me this time.

When we were all safely on board the anchor was weighed and Jane took over the helm on the way up the next bit of coast.  I’m sure it was nothing to do with her helmsmanship but we all got very wet as the boat bounced across the waves and we had taken on so much water we had to bail out with a plastic beaker we’d borrowed from the villa.

The next beach provided us with a good location for lunch and we then slowly made our way back to Aghia Efimia for a well earned Greek beer (Fix).

Two Salty Old Sea Dogs

Stop for Breakfast




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