Strolling about Sifnos

We had our first reasonably temperate day. (Sub 85 fahrenheit?) Went for a stroll among the olive groves. Walked from Apollonia to Kastro. Met a lovely Swedish woman who went to school at Linfield in McMinville, Oregon–where S lived for a time.

Met an old Greek man with produce (and a v. big stick) on our way to Kastro. In our limited mode of communication, he was able to tell us that he was a retired teacher of mathematics; that he didn’t like our president; that he didn’t like the way Europe was kowtowing to America; and the way to the beach. As for us, he understood (I think) architecture but no words we could think of related to libraries.

It’s night-time now. We’re going to go here some music at The Old Pirate Bar. (Pictures of the pirate soon to follow…)

Back in Paros en route to Sifnos

Mykonos = crazy party island.

My brain is definitely moving like molasses in this heat… (Is there anything that slows down more the hotter it gets?)

We leave tomorrow morning early for the island of Sifnos. Don’t know why, but I got a bee in my bonnet about going there. Apparently, it’s pretty tiny. But I think we need a few days of no-travel. If we like it, we may end our vacation there.

We’re going to go get some more corn tonight. Yum!

We’re also doing laundry.

We met some friendly Canadians who were on their way to Santorini. We heartily recommended Captain Markos’ Taverna. I think they might go there.

Uploading photos is tricky at these sporadic internet cafe stops. Maybe I’ll do the rest of them when I get home.

I think my brain is so full of seeing new things and new people all the time that I’m having trouble recollecting stuff. Need time to ruminate on our many adventures!