Sailing

Sailing: the fine art of getting wet and becoming ill while slowly going nowhere at great expense.

Sunday 16 October 2016

Back to Panormitis



After Alimia we headed back to Panormitis.  We had a very pleasant beam reach sail all the way into the harbour.
 

Once again we were treated to wonderful sunsets accompanied by the monks’ chanting.
 
 
We spent a few days at Panormitis just relaxing.  One afternoon we were getting out of our dinghy to come ashore when an amazing older Greek lady approached us using a walking stick and asked if that was our dinghy.  We said it was and she asked if we could take her for a ride in it around the harbour.  We were a bit taken aback but she seemed such a nice enthusiastic old lady that we agreed to pick her up at 10 am the next morning for a spin around the harbour.  The next morning she was waiting for us at the dock.  We worried most of the night about her fraility and her ability to get in and out of the dinghy.  We made sure she had a life jacket on and it turned out she was much more limber than we
thought.

We had a nice gentle ride around the harbour and found out that Effie was a widow and in Panormitis for a memorial service for husband which was to be held from 7-9 am the next day.  She had lived in Toronto, Canada for 30 years with her husband, travelled widely (a neice in Adelaide, Australia) but now lives on the island of Kefalonia in the Ionian with her nephew who owns a hotel.  So if you are in the area make sure you look her up – we certainly will.
Effie and the Aussies
 
We left idyllic Panormitis early the next morning to the sounds of the monks giving Effie’s husband the special memorial service.  Hope it was healing for you, Effie.
Shadows lengthening over Panormitis

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