So now I’m on the ferry to a tiny weeny island, only 21km squared, and no late night parties and few facilities – and I’m looking forward to it.
I see large family groups travelling together and folk eating together and I feel slightly envious. The Greeks are very laid back, but surprisingly uncurious – or perhaps they are merely respectful of privacy.
This morning, as I was waiting for the ferry, I heard the phrase “greek time” for the first time: meaning slow, ‘when I get around to it’ time. The ticket office had been closed when it said it would be open – so, mindful of ‘greek time’, I went for a coffee – joining a Greek Orthodox priest (not that I spoke to him – but I saw him on the boat later).
The Dodacanesis ferry is a small ferry – but fast – and big enough to accommodate a couple of cars in its belly. Lipsi was the fourth stop – after Patmos, when most of the other passengers disembarked.
Almost as soon as I arrived, I was ‘fished’ for successfully by a landlady wanting to rent me a room. €25 is cheap and I was very pleased with what I got for that- small room, double bed, balcony with a view of the sea (if you craned neck slightly), A/C, kitchenette. What more could I ask for? Well – cake, coffee, the occasional hot meal – all that Taxiarchia provides and a friendly hug if you look in need of one.
First thing I did, after unpacking and settling in (I’ve already decided to stay here for the week), is wander out to scope out the port town. It’s small enough to do this in about half an hour. I take note of the hairdressers, an ATM, a Post office and several small supermarkets as well as the inevitable restaurants and patisserie/bakers. Of course there are beaches and a couple of schools and there’s even a vineyard. And every few yards there seems to be a wee church. All the buildings are white washed with a blue trim – which goes well with the clear blue sky and the navy blue and green ocean. I buy a few goodies for an evening meal and breakfast then stroll back to ‘Miramare’ apartments to spend a pleasant evening finishing off the English book I bought on Samos (Jodi Picault). I indulged in a new Craftsy Art course on Perspective and watched the first lesson. I’m impressed with the teacher – an architect and urban sketcher.
I see large family groups travelling together and folk eating together and I feel slightly envious. The Greeks are very laid back, but surprisingly uncurious – or perhaps they are merely respectful of privacy.
This morning, as I was waiting for the ferry, I heard the phrase “greek time” for the first time: meaning slow, ‘when I get around to it’ time. The ticket office had been closed when it said it would be open – so, mindful of ‘greek time’, I went for a coffee – joining a Greek Orthodox priest (not that I spoke to him – but I saw him on the boat later).
The Dodacanesis ferry is a small ferry – but fast – and big enough to accommodate a couple of cars in its belly. Lipsi was the fourth stop – after Patmos, when most of the other passengers disembarked.
Almost as soon as I arrived, I was ‘fished’ for successfully by a landlady wanting to rent me a room. €25 is cheap and I was very pleased with what I got for that- small room, double bed, balcony with a view of the sea (if you craned neck slightly), A/C, kitchenette. What more could I ask for? Well – cake, coffee, the occasional hot meal – all that Taxiarchia provides and a friendly hug if you look in need of one.
First thing I did, after unpacking and settling in (I’ve already decided to stay here for the week), is wander out to scope out the port town. It’s small enough to do this in about half an hour. I take note of the hairdressers, an ATM, a Post office and several small supermarkets as well as the inevitable restaurants and patisserie/bakers. Of course there are beaches and a couple of schools and there’s even a vineyard. And every few yards there seems to be a wee church. All the buildings are white washed with a blue trim – which goes well with the clear blue sky and the navy blue and green ocean. I buy a few goodies for an evening meal and breakfast then stroll back to ‘Miramare’ apartments to spend a pleasant evening finishing off the English book I bought on Samos (Jodi Picault). I indulged in a new Craftsy Art course on Perspective and watched the first lesson. I’m impressed with the teacher – an architect and urban sketcher.
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