Took my now familiar route into town and on arriving at the rear of the tavernas, walked a short distance before taking the next road back into town. Within minutes came across the alley and the Gorgones taverna. There was already one table occupied so sat at the table above this. The waiter arrived with the menu but I had left my glasses back at the apartment and couldn't read a word of it! I asked f he had tzatziki, yes,so ordered and asked for the pasta bolognese from the specials board. Problem solved. The Blue Bar was open for business and some American country western singer was lamenting the loss of a lover whilst I waited for my starter
The tzatziki arrived and I could see a familiar pattern forming! There was enough to feed 3! Oh well, better make a start! It was good, really fresh and cream and with a generous pouring of olive oil. From the conversation from the table below me, I thought the couple were American and decided that before long I would probably be discussing Greece and all its glory ....
Next minute,the waiter appeared with a heaped plat of spaghetti bolognese. My heart sank as I had barely touched my starter!
Pushing my starter aside, I tucked into my mains this time to a more upbeat rock song, and sure enough, the young man started to chat to me! They were David & May and not from USA as I had originally thought, but from Canada, on a once in a lifetime holiday to Greece. They had started out with a couple of days in Skiathos, the 4 in Skopelos, to be followed by a week in Crete , 2 days in Santorini and final couple of days in Athens before flying back home.
Halfway through my meal I conceded defeat and put down my knife and fork! If this continued I could see myself waddling back to Skiathos!
The chef then joined us and we learned he was Greek/German and had come to Skopelos 8 years before. We also learned that the waiter was Albanian who had relocated with his family to Skopelos 16 years ago. The young couple left I finished my glass of wine and what remained of my water and asked for the bill. For the meal, half carafe of red (which I couldn't finish) small water, I was charged 12.5 euros(this didn't include the tzatiki as I didn't eat it, the waiters words not mine) so I gave him 15 euros and said goodnight.
Breakfast this morning was a generous bowl of plain greek yogurt & honey topped with flaked almonds, two seseme buns filled with cheese, ham & lettuce (which went straight into the fridge for lunch) basket of bread with butter, jam etc, glad of juice and mug of tea. Could only manage the yoghurt,tea & juice, before I left the apartment. Went to see Maria to pay for my stay, and Yorgosh wanted to know what was planned for the day. Maria was our interpreter. He asked if I was going for a swim! Now how do I answer that one!!!:-) I said I wasn't much of a sunbather or swimmer much preferring to walk around the town up and down the lanes and alleyways!
I set off and decided I would pass the road to the town and continue downwards to see where the main road would take me.
There was nothing much to see here so I turned into the first road on the left that I came to and realised I had been down this road th day before - it was the road leading out of the harbour to the ring road. There was a large supermarket, residential homes a number of hotels and a taverner, which I decided I would go to this evening for dinner. Having reached the harbour, I crossed the road and decided to check out the rest of the bay leading away from town.
There were 3 beaches - the first mainly churned up dirt,grass, strip of pebbles then sand, the second, tiny, sand, pebbles at shore & third, pebbles then sand leading to shore - none of which any sane person who valued their health would dream of stepping onto as they were all scattered with plastic detritus, bits of old fishing nets and the odd lost shoe! Yuck! So I was really surprised to see a couple on the third beach, he sunbathing in a chair, she paddling in the water!
Not too far along I came across the first black pipe jutting out from under the road and resting just above th breakwater rocks. Hmm now I wonder what they are waiting to disgorge! I carried on walking passing 3 more pipes,plastic products,etc, and there it was, the first sight of beauty that nature can throw up in all its glory, a small shrub about 18 inches high with the most delicate pale yellow translucent petals with a tiny gold centre and further along a bed of succulents boasting a deep pink flower with crysanthimum shaped petals and a very pale peach centre the whole shaped like a cupcake. I stayed a while! :-)
There is a tradition (which I've just started) that you have to go into line of sight of the webcam and wave for us to see you. As the webcam isn't video, it takes a new snapshot every few seconds, so you have to hold the wave for at least 10 seconds to be sure we see you.
I crossed the road back to town passed hotels and 4 tavernas. The first two were next door to each other and had set out 6 tables each on the opposite side of the road just above the breakwater and between the pipes! I carried on passing more hotels and the remaining 2 tavernas back to the port and stopped in one of the bars for a coffee ( 3 euros).
After a coffee, I decided to check out more of the town. Off I went and two bars down I bumped into my dinner companions from last night and stopped for a chat (her name is Mary not May - predictive text again). Set off again but somehow found myself walking the same lanes as yesterday so thought that the next one I came to that lead upwards I would take. Ha, another cosmic joke, no way was I climbing all those steps!
Dennis how will I know you are checking the webcam whilst I am waving for 10 seconds? I would have to stand there for most of the day waving like a mad woman! The locals will think I've gone loco! Look out for a woman in a straw that with a ribbon! :-)