We were up early as we were apprehensive about the winds. Once packed up, we walked to the port and saw that many of the boats have moved out overnight when the winds weren’t as strong. I took a picture of a round stone mosaic by the port. I can’t imagine how painstaking the process was to create this beautiful piece. We emptied the fridge as our final task then checked out. We settled in at Kriki by the ferry dock where we shared French fries, a beer, and I had a Greek coffee. Until the seventies, it was called a Turkish coffee but due to bad blood, it was renamed. Much like ordering a black coffee, an Americano. I order a Canadiano for the same reasons.
Our ferry was late due to rough seas with 4 to 7 foot swells. Our trip was rerouted to go to Naxos before Paros which got us in a 4:30 rather than 1:15. We both took Gravol and had no issues. We settled in at the lowest deck, mid-ship and were even able to have a snooze.
Once we arrived in Paros, it was cold. The wind was blustery. We humped our bags to our hotel, 15 minutes from the port. Our host upgraded us to room with a queen and a single, great for opening up our bags. We were tired of eating out and wanted to do some home cooking. The market was ten minutes away and we got what we needed and were able to find what we wanted to make a tomato, red pepper, cucumber, and oil and vinegar salad, and smoked salmon so we could make a cream tagliatelle pasta. We had brought capers and chilli peppers with us, so we were all seut. It was delicious. We moved the outside table and chairs in, Jill adjusted the lighting, and we dined like a Pharaoh with white wine.
🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸We watched The Block as we dinned, just like we would do at home. We were happy to be winding down as we look forward to going home. Tomorrow is not .going to be warm day so it may be a day of scrabble. It is the end.
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