The Greek islands trip (part four)

Woke up the next morning after enjoying a sleep, fathoms deep. Sounds of crowing roosters, dogs barking, and birds singing floated through the bedroom windows on the sea breeze.
I had a shower and shave, and discovered that in my rush to catch the plane, I packed way too many socks' and not enough t-shirts.
We strolled along the beachfront looking for breakfast and found a beach front cafe that was open. Sipped coffee while scoffed a bowl of yoghurt sweetened with fresh fruit, and watched a tractor drag a machine that shifted pebbles out of the sand.

The weather somewhere out in the Med was still crap after a couple of days snooping around the island, so rather then hang around without any guarantees that we would score a passage on a direct route, we bought tickets on a ferry to Naxos, which had a slightly bigger port, Not as small and cute as Parous, but with the prospect of much more nightlife, and a step closer to Turkey.




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