No News is Good News

Dear Friends and Family, Well, yesterday’s blog was extensive and I can say that today’s will be brief. Still suffering the effects of the two day road trip, we did as little as possible. It was a bright sunny and quite warm day. Polley and I enjoyed the pool and our books. I finished a pretty good mystery, The Fatal Tango, written by a German and set in Argentina. I also made a good deal of progress on A Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes. It won the Booker Prize for Literature and, having read other Booker winners, we were prepared for the strange. While Polley did not particularly like the book, I am enjoying it, despite the angst-driven protagonist who looks back at the disappointments and disillusionments of his life. Cheery stuff - - - NOT! But well written and, as one who now has the time to look back, it has some things that seem to resonate with me. There are “Chick” books, so I guess there can “Old Retired Guy” books. After the pool episode, we went down into Sissi for our daily wine or beer and sit and watch the other tourists. At times, a small tour boat will arrive and leave off a group for an hour or so in town. Always fun to guess the nationalities and play “fashion police.” It is amazing what European holiday-goers manage to put together. It was home for lunch, a bit of the left over lamb kleftiko from Agia Galini and some Greek salad. Tomatoes are really coming into their own now and every salad is fantastic. The requisite siesta and a bit more time at the pool. We need to take advantage of the pool as our place in the Peloponnese won’t have that luxury. We then went down to watch the sunset at Ormos Café. Their internet was down, so no news from home and none again this morning. Amazing how dependent you get on that communication. We then went to Leofito for dinner. We have now set reservations for the last nights here, alternating between Leofito and Nerolylos. Tonight it was Leofito and we had their delicious tomato fritters. They are fabulous. Also, on the special, they had fried snails. They are in the shell, but fried in oil, vinegar and rosemary. They are a little tricky to get our of the shells, but it is well worth the work. We rounded out the meal with too much wine (the slow service just seems to call for a second half-litre) and the local raki just to add to the alcohol consumption for the night. However, no complaints. It is a lovely setting and we plan to return on Saturday night, taking our hosts, Stuart and Angela, as it is a place they have never tried. I would promise you more news tomorrow, but don’t count on it – we are already preparing the shift gears for the Peloponnese, where we are arrive on Monday.