As I write this I am currently sitting on a beach a few meters away from crystal clear Naxos, Greece water. The blue at the shore is a Tiffany blue, then slightly whiter and finally a deep navy blue. In the distance I can see the mountains from the other side of our island which Sean is itching to explore via scooter. We are clearly the whitest people on this beach, everyone else is strutting their euro brown tan with the women looking particularly leathery. There is random wi-fi on this beach even though or rented apartment behind us has none due to our Greek lady who owns it insisting it’s tech waves will impact her newborn. She waited for our late arrival last night and greeted us with a baked cake. It was around 10 pm and we were starving so we went to the restaurant beside our place and feasted on rose wine, zucchini balls, fried squid and ridiculous mouth-watering tzatzki. That is probably spelt wrong. The owner then naturally brought us ouzo. So gross. Sean and I went for a night swim while Alexis tended to an adorable stray cat who followed us and we nicknamed Costa. We got him some tuna for the next time we see him. There are plenty of friendly stray kitties lounging around and we are trying to convince Alexis to not ship them all home.
Our travel day yesterday was ridiculous. 7 am flight out of Berlin where we spent 3 hours in a plane with screaming children and one who puked behind me. We landed at Athens and took the hour metro ride to the ferry port. Sean and I left Alexis with or bags and in the shade while we spent another hour walking in the blistering and dusty streets of Athens to find the right ferry office that had our printed tickets we reserved online. We then sat at a bar drinking iced coffee and beers for 3 hours till we could board.
P.s Alexis is still thinking about the stray cats while she is suntanning because she just asked “how do cats get on an island?”.
The ferry ride was 4 hours long and after some beers the ship REALLY started rocking. Even the staff were tumbling as they walked by. I knew I was going to get motion sickness so I headed outside in the fresh air and took a nap. Finally after 15 hours of travel we stepped onto our island and this was the Greece I pictured in my mind. The chaotic traffic and loud voices of Greek men filtering out of the taverns, the lights of the sailboats twinkling on the water, the women standing in the doorways of their small white houses shouting for their children who you can hear laughing and running in the distance and of course the constant dreamy and slow hum of the water lapping on the pepply shore. As we drove further out to our quiet beach town where we are staying, I sighed and remembered my stay at the amalfi coast 2 summers ago and felt so happy I was back in a similar environment. And as Sean and I lazily swam with beers and champagne in hand ( double fisting swimming? Vaaaaacaaaaationnnnn) out in the warm salty water with the stars above us and the sandy and smooth stone bottom we could still see so clearly even in the night, with Alexis sitting at the shore playing with Costa, I couldn’t help but feel completely and utterly at peace. Later, as we slept in our little beds with the cool crisp sheets, the yellow moon shining in through our windows with the green shutters and the crickets singing, I fell asleep with a smile on my face and thinking about absolutely nothing. Which hasn’t happened in awhile.
Alexis has woken up from sunbathing and is contemplating another swim. I’m done my champagne so I think I will join her. My hair is a giant Afro of salt, I’m going to give up brushing it this week. We’re going to pick up our scooters later and head into town to check things out and get Drew from the ferry. I want to make a sign that says “team euro goulet” and add sparkles. Before you send me hate mail about how you are currently sitting at work on a Monday morning and thinking I am a total dick for writing about my vacation, I would like to add that Sean and I both look like victims of a virus outbreak. It started in Berlin when I got attacked by mosquitos in my opa’s garden which for some reason got infected and the bites on my right leg are indescribable. Loud red in a weird design like paint splatter. Then Sean got a giant outbreak of a heat rash on his entire back which is frightening. Just as I started to laugh at him my left leg broke out with the same heat rash so now we are up to 3 creams that we think are helping us that we smother on each other, but who knows with the Greek writing on them. Alexis has a huge blister on one foot and gashed open two toes so her feet are covered in band-aids. At this point Canada won’t let us back in the country, we look kind of diseased.
Alexis and I just succumbed to the beach gypsies and bought matching bracelets. Stupid north American tourists. Anyway, time to get back into the water, it is me gusta hot out here.
P.p.s. The main thing you need to know about Berlin is at Marc’s birthday with all his canoe friends, Sean passed out drunk underneath their dragon boat. Funniest.thing.ever.