Thunder and Lightning

With no rush to rise and no discernible CTP as an alarm we woke at a civilised time, to the sound of thunder and flashes of lightning.

Good news on knee , the Balck Knight from Monty Python would definitely call it a scratch , thanks to the wonderful doctoring by Jane.

We knocked off breakfast on the obligatory terrace with magnificent views and then headed to harbour for our day trip around the island.

Hardly a skipper in sight and those there were gathered grim faced under umbrella’s sayimg ‘ no trips today too many storms’. Not many tourists in sight either, so after hanging around for a while headed to the pebbly beach for a swim. Tried my water shoes out and despite looking like Ronald McDonald they were effective walking on the rocks, if not bloody hard to get on.

Then grabbed our first real coffee for a while in a cafe which also played some cool jazz.

Then it was off for some cliff side walks with great views back into the harbour across water almost turquoise in colour.

Managed to sneak in the picture including the Littlies protective presents in the local helipad.

There were plenty aboard the ferry to Meis which is a Greek island about a kilometre off shore- you even go through customs transmitting to and from there. Apparently it had something to do with combatting the influx of Syrian refugees.

Then back to hotel to do some detailed planning for next couple of days so we could incorporate walking, swimming and boat rides to mix up the exercise.

Then it was down to the markets for a wander around, watch a bit of the televised free diving and some street food for lunch.

The streets, many of which are made of granite with notches cut into them for traction and evil eyes for what teaser n I am unsure. Road,s leading to the markets were full of disappointed day trippers and the markets full of locals looking for bargains from the huge range of operators. If you didn’t get what you wanted you were not trying hard enough.

There is an interesting change in cars since we moved to the coast with most modern and in pristine condition. In the rural areas they were beat up old bombs over 20 years old and probably never see a service until 200, 000 Kms.

Interesting concept in Kas there does not seem any great reverence towards historical ruins, a good example is the tomb used as a prop in markets.

After markets we decided to avoid another tsunami in the infinity pool and head for one of the PAYG pools. You have to spend a minimum of $20 per head to be entitled to a free deck chair.

Can’t not join in – so we we had a ‘refreshing’ swim in water about 20 feet deep on the edge and made our contribution through a couple of drinks each. Interesting music selection here in Kas with very little doof doof and lots of Blues and Jazz in bars and restaurants.

The predicted storm came through, so we camped in the bar before heading home to get ready for a night on the town. Which means staying up till at least 900pm, which we achieved with 25 mins to spare after dinner in a agreed restaurant to pay homage to those on island of Meis.

Tomorrows walk starts with a boat ride to avoid walking along a cliffs edge with the assistance of a rope – whatever that meant.