
We got back from our island trip about 2 hours ago. It was absolutely amazing. Easily the most fun and relaxing two days I have experienced in a good long while.
We left yesterday morning around 7:30am, took the train to Piraeus (the port) and bought boat tickets to Poros. The hydrofoil left at 9:00 so we had about 45 minutes to wander our way over to the gate and board. By 10:15 we were on the island eating breakfast on a bench by the harbor. We had packed a loaf of bread and a little packet of honey, so we snacked by the water until the bus left at 11. We spent almost 4 hours at the Love Bay, this amazing little beach on the other side of Poros; we rented chairs about 6 feet from the water's edge, a little inlet with an amazing view. There was a bar/cafe type thing a few feet back where refreshments and snacks could be purchased-we were on a budget and had packed our own food. We were going to try and camp out there over night, but the buses didn't run early enough for us to catch our boat so we decided to look elsewhere in town for a cheap hotel. The beach was fantastic, we swam and sunbathed, and read a little, and generally just enjoyed ourselves-it was great.
We caught the bus back to town around 3:30 and wandered around for a bit until this nice little old lady came up to us and offered us rooms for about 10E a piece for the night. We didn't realize at the time that the rooms were in her house, but it was cheap, she was nice, and was going to fix us breakfast in the morning-we said yes and had some lemonade and candy. Her house was in town, the hilly little architectural style of Santorini and other typical Greek islands and the view was amazing; we could see the harbor and town below from our windows. We went back to the waterfront to get some dinner and ended up eating at a nice sit down restaurant that had a good variety of food. I got an omelet (which I had been craving), Laura and Amber split a pizza margherita, and Maren got some greek chicken dish. The food was good and a number of adorable cats sat at the foot of our table while we ate. After dinner we walked through the various shops and bought little souvenirs, I also decided to buy a pretty silver leather purse (I seem to have a thing for those), because it was a third of the price I paid for mine in Florence and the purse I have with me is getting a bit shabby.
We returned to our "home" to take an afternoon siesta, but our "mom" (as she requested we call her) was not there and we had no way to get in. We passed the time until she hot home by walking back down to the harbor and watching the sunset; we sat on a waterside bench before getting ice cream and milkshakes from a cafe across the street. She finally came home and we sat outside with her for awhile trying to carry on a conversation in her broken english and our v. minimal greek. Her three year old granddaughter, Ioannia, came up to visit (they live downstairs) and was absolutely adorable-one of the most beautiful children I have ever seen and very personable. Her grandmother coaxed her into singing several greek children's songs for us, which also included a performance of Helena Paparizou's popular "You're My Number One." Her mom came up later with the new baby and we got to play with him as well; she also brought a photo album and Ioannia showed us all the pictures, pointing out people (all in greek) and different objects. She taught us the words for bunny and cake, among other things; it was one of the most surreal and incredible experiences of my life-I very nearly cried as the little girl sat there and squealed every time she saw a picture of herself.
After she finished, we walked higher up into the town to explore the area and get a good night time view. We were exhausted and didn't last very long before going back to the house and falling soundly asleep at 11pm.
We woke up this morning around 8 and were fed breakfast by our little grandma, before packing our stuff and heading down to the harbor to catch our 10:00 boat to Hydra. By 10:30 we were catching a water taxi from the port of Hydra to Mandraki Beach, a gorgeous little beach where we stayed until 3:00 this afternoon. The beach was deserted when we arrived, so we staked out prime placement chairs near the water and swam out to the floating trampoline in the middle of the inlet. The trampoline also had a huge slide so we hung out there for about an hour or so until other people started to arrive. The water was a gorgeous blue green and the bottom was nice and sandy, unlike Poros that had weird (gross) little plants covering the sea floor. We spent the afternoon swimming and lounging, enjoying the sweltering heat and the incredible view. Hydra is a pedestrianized island, with no motor transportation (save boats) allowed, the whole island appears much as it would have a hundred years ago and the site is amazing. After we had thoroughly exhausted and enjoyed ourselves we took a sea-bus back to the port area to spend the last two hours of our afternoon. We shopped a bit, got slushies, and sat by the water relaxing and enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. We were sitting on a bench near the boats when we realized that Mike and two other Geneseo students were standing about 5 feet away from us, looking a bit lost. We directed them to the tourist office to get boat tickets and then hung out with them until the hydrofoil arrived to take us back to Pireaus.
It was rather sad to leave the islands, the boat picked up more passengers in Poros on our return journey and it was so funny to actually recognize the town as we passed. Laura quipped, "It feels like we were just there" and we had been only 8 hours earlier.
I slept for most of the boat ride back-it takes a mere hour and a half to get to Hydra, yet feels worlds away from the hustle and bustle of the city. So close and at the same time so incredibly far away.
We made dinner at the apartment and have been taking showers, scrubbing off two days of sun, sea water, and SPF 30. Tomorrow we are planning on watching the Changing of the Guard at 11 am, then wandering around the flea market in Monastiraki for a bit before taking a long siesta and then taking the bus down to Sounio to view the Temple of Poseidon at sunset. We may head out tonight for a walk through the National Gardens near Syntagma if we get restless, or else we are going to stay in, update pictures, and watch a movie.
GotD: kouneli -rabbit
(pronounced kho-na-la-ee)
taught to us by our three year old friend Ioannia
Kali Nichta
~RLM