After waiting out the big blow, we returned to Porto Rafti to
wait for the arrival of Peter and Amy. Greece
was their last stop on a whirlwind European tour. We were very excited about having them on Songster.
Finally the day arrived.
We had Pedros pick them up from the airport and meet us at a nice
waterside tavern for lunch. Peter and
Amy had gotten engaged the night before in Rome. Peter did the whole tradition of getting down
on one knee and proposing with a gorgeous, very bling, ring. So there was lots of congratulations and
celebration over lunch.
Peter proposing in Rome |
The happy betrothed |
Then onto Songster
to show them their home for the next 4 days.
Spritz for sundowners in the cockpit and a simple dinner. Sadly Amy had a touch of mal de mare but was a real trooper about it and eventually got her
sea legs.
The next day we headed off for Sounion. The conditions were not too bad and we were
able to sail for most of the passage.
Pete had a go at the helm but then we let Wandering Wally take over so
we could relax and enjoy the scenery.
We anchored under the Temple of Poseidon and Pete and Amy
were in the dinghy ready to go ashore as soon as it hit the water. This was our third visit to the temple and we
finally found Byron’s inscription from the 1820’s on one of the columns.
Byron's 'graffiti' is at the bottom of the second block (faint white highlight) |
Pete and Amy relaxing in the cockpit |
Another lovely lunch at Ο Ηιλιος
with plenty of fresh seafood washed down with an ice cold Alpha beer. Back on Songster
to introduce Pete and Amy to Mexican Trains dominoes.
The next day we had a rather boring motor to Poros. Sadly there was no wind. It would have been nice to show Pete and Amy
a bit more of real sailing but this is after all the Motorterranean.
Poros was lovely. We
toured the town, ate more great Greek food and checked out the historic bell
tower for fantastic sunset views.
The anchorage at Poros |
The next day we took the ferry to Hydra. We took Amy and Peter to see Leonard Cohen’s
house. Astonishingly they were not familiar
with his music – tsk, the younger generation!
Then we went to the beach where Amy and Peter could finally swim in the
Mediterranean. Being mid-October the air
and water can be a bit cool but they braved the water and it was great once
they got in. Although Bob and I brought
swimmers, we were not quite as brave and stayed on the beach lounges.
The happy couple |
Priests and donkeys on Hydra |
Not a bad beach |
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