Anybody still watching we are about to sail off - our boat is large white on the left.
Caught you sailing off and posted on FB. By the way, Dennis, there is an interloper by the name of Caroline Parker claiming, with the aid of a photograph, that she was first on Troulos beach this morning at, wait for it, 8.a.m.! The cheek if it. Bob
Loving your posts dennisn, I had begrudgingly slipped back into working life after my holiday and a quick trip to Ireland at the weekend, and totally feeling the holiday blues this evening, I had a nice read and healthy dose of Skiathos life from your blog. Highly entertaining too, but everyone laughing when Koukanaries was called at every stop on your bus journey back to Troulos was just cruel 😂😂
So, having already posted lots of spoilers, here's the business for Tuesday 11th September.
So, early bus was full of bluddy tourists. We got the last seats, then they all leaned all over us. The driver very kindly allowed another 86 on and the conductor boy called them all down to the back (which was, of course, already full), shouting "Come little more back please, more back please, go close your wife, if you don't have wife you find one now". I realise I've already posted this detail, just go back to the previous page for it!.
It took quite a long time to offload the bus in town, but we made it and joined the boat with comfortable timing. As already reported, the wind was still around, so they changed the route to go to Alonissos first, slightly foiling our plans to wave to Bob and any other saddoes! But we managed it eventually. First, however, we had a meal in Alonissos. Tzatziki and Greek salad. The bread was the best we've ever had in Greece anywhere, served as doorsteps, four big slices, lovely crusts and the centres so soft and tasty you wouldn't believe. We bought a few things which I can't remember - I just carry, not buy (albeit occasionally pay). (To digress, I DID buy some trousers the other day, black ones, elastic waists - kills two birds with one stone - dark for obvious reasons and elastic waists for obvious reasons).
Then off to Skopelos, where we bought the absolute right thing and a few more things. And an ice cream, chocolate for Vera, coffee for me. And waved to Bob and the saddoes. In order to not be misunderstood, I should explain that a saddo is somebody who is not in Skiathos right now, reading stuff like this and desperately watching the Skopelos webcam for anxiety relief.
The trip was through somewhat disturbed seas and I earned a cheer for closing a porthole window thing just seconds before a huge splash smashed against it. The weather unfortunately was not conducive to Dolphin spotting, so we'll have to put that on hold until next July - we have, after all, had a dose of them earlier during our trip in July.
Back in town, we went to Nikos Taverna to eat. Mixed Grill for Vera, Gyros Platter for me. Even though we didn't have our usual Tzatziki starter and I only had a glass of sour wine (for heaven's sake, why do people call sour wine "dry"?), Vera only just managed to finish hers and I failed with mine - I asked the nice girl to put my remains in a packet please and she did, even including a couple of serviettes and a plastic fork. The terrapins would enjoy this today, although I didn't give them the fork or the serviettes. The boat man's dog also enjoyed a bit of the meat this morning, so much so that he snarled and barked at Vera when she went to stroke him!
Yesterday was the second day when I forgot to take the tablet. I got away with it and enjoyed yet another night's sleep!
I forgot to add that the boat journey was quite choppy and on the boat, a lad came and lay down along one of the padded benches with a spare seat cushion, covered his eyes and slept (or appeared to) for the entire journey to Alonissos, then again to Skopelos. And back to Skiathos, with just one break to throw up into a see-through plastic beaker. Seemed to me like an expensive way to bring your breakfast up.
I have to hold my hands up to being a ‘Saddo’, maybe we should have saddo ribbons made 🤭 although jealous always have to feel happy for anyone fortunate enough to be in Skiathos Could the bus conductors ‘ find a wife’ comment be construed as Greek speed dating?
Dave, I have to say I’m a saddo too back home, tuning into the Skopelos webcam with frightening regularity. I won the lottery last night, but unfortunately not quite enough to fix the Skiathos webcam for us all to view - I estimate about £1,491-50 short. Maybe tomorrow morning I might have better news - UK lottery Wednesday draw takes place too late to check tonight.
I think the speed dating is somewhat unselective - you get whatever you are pushed up against and no changeovers.
Saddoes of the world unite! Unless the doc changes his mind I'll just have to continue to enjoy my visits to Skiathos through other people's photos and reports, so keep up the good work Dennis 👍 and enjoy this virtual Mythos 🍺 Bob
But first a missing bit from yesterday. We bought tickets for MM2 for Saturday night. The next showing is tomorrow, but my phone said (and still does) there will be thunderstorms, so we have chickened out and going Saturday instead. I have also told everybody that we are forecast thunderstorms from 2am tonight. Nobody believed me, but we’ve taken in our washing and closed every bangable door and window. I am sorely tempted to stay up to witness it and say I told you so, but I bet I’d nod off!
We’ve had a day in today to rest from the long one yesterday. Late up, we didn’t get to the beach until 5 past 8 and also diverted to give the terrapins my leftovers from last night. They didn’t seem to bother, so we left a bit of pitta for them to find and went off to swim. The water was dead calm today and Vera lagged behind for our stuff dumping and I got in before she had even got her robe off (and got told off for cheating). Lovely long swim in glassy water, punctuated several times by skittery fish, including one small shoal which nearly jumped into my hair - good job I wear dark coloured trunks! We noticed a storm passing from Skopelos area towards Evia and I heard a faint peal of thunder. The big black yacht motored past and when it neared the area of Koukounaries, hoisted it’s mainsail, an impressive majestic sight.
We spent over an hour happily swimming up and down, then got out and went with the rest of my leftovers and found a few interested terrapins. The little boat dog was also interested and didn’t seem to let mustard put him off eating sandy gyros.
We have seen nothing of the Russians since Sunday, so I guess they’ve left. Pity, I was going to see if his sense of humour would tolerate me greeting him (in Russian) with “Goodbye, friend, please, thank you”.
So a lazy day in doing nothing, with food from the small bar for me and some diabetic stuff for Vera. A swim in the pool was quite big girls blouse temperature, seemed colder than the sea, but maybe that’s with going out into the hot sun and I braved it anyway - simply MUST keep up my resolution of sea and pool swims every day.
We ate in Vareli again, Vera having their delicious lamb kleftiko and I went with tonight’s special after George assured me that (pork) tenderloin is called that because my teeth would be able to manage. They just about did, but halfway through, I got a tiny something in my windpipe and shook with uncontrollable coughs. I eventually came back to the land of the living after getting rid of something (food) the size of a trimmed fingernail, but the efforts had put paid to any more food, delicious as it was. We ordered a sharing ice cream to and smooth my throat, but even now I still feel a little hoand I seem to have twanged a bit of rib cage, hopefully just a short lived matter and can be easily put right by waking tomorrow to an immense lotto jackpot win.
I have also told everybody that we are forecast thunderstorms from 2am tonight. Nobody believed me, but we’ve taken in our washing and closed every bangable door and window. I am sorely tempted to stay up to witness it and say I told you so, but I bet I’d drop off.
Yee haaah. I TOLD YOU SO. Impressive performance at 3am. I had a quick glance out and the rain was crashing down behind the lightning and thunder.
We looked out an hour ago at solid black clouds and decided to miss our sea swim this morning. Wise decision, five minutes ago it poured again. It’s actually drizzling right now - I can’t remember ever experiencing drizzle here before. So when we get round to it, we’re off into town, with our trusty pacamac anoraks - maybe this time we’ll wear them - last time we put them on it stopped raining!
Storms in Skiathos often described as an impressive spectacle, whilst in uk just a downright inconvenience. This speaks volumes of how people’s attitudes change whilst on holiday and relaxed. Dennis, could it be the case that your small lottery wins are just a gentle prelude to the main event ? Bob, hopefully the doc will at some point give you the ok to travel, and you can be the person myself and other saddo folk can look out for.
I hope the rain wasn't too bad as Troulos always seems to suffer most when there is a deluge. I look forward to reading of your trip on the bus into town Dennis as everyone else gets the same idea because of the weather. I hope that BD is right about your wee wins being a prelude to a nice big one on the lottery. Have a fun day. Bob