Skiathos

Wednesday, 7 October

We did a bit of exploring our local streets today as Lorraine was keen to get to the Plakes, the rocks we can see from our window. This did mean that when we ran out of road we scrambled up an "almost" track (more like a drain) until we got to another path. It is difficult to decide what counts as road and what as path. The streets are very narrow and we are amazed at how cars and motorbikes get through them.

We continued parallel to the water for a while until we came to another little church with a bakery opposite, so we stopped to share a Skiathos cheese pie for lunch. Then we headed down the bakery street which took us back to the main street of town. Had a drink in a cafe, did some window shopping and headed up to a shady seat on the little promontory where we had a good view of the port. We like to keep an eye on the comings and goings of ferries and other boats.

The wind seems to have changed this afternoon. The water is a little choppy and the breeze is cooler. I think we have had the best of the weather. As we were walking back to our hotel one of the cafe owners called out "Hello Australia! Come and see. We're cooking pork on a spit for tonight." So of course we wandered over to see it and it looked good.

Have I mentioned the cats? Just like those calendars you see of Greek cats, they are everywhere and mostly very well-mannered. They sit beside you in cafes, look at you and wait politely for you to succumb to their charms. We have mostly resisted.

You have been wondering whether we went back to the cafe with the spit roast. Of course we did and it was delicious! A memorable last meal in Greece with a host whose ability to pull people into his cafe is a joy to watch and an education in itself. All topped off by a thunderstorm across the water.

 

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