After a second breakfast on the terrace and several cups of tea we packed our bags and went for a last walk into the pretty village of Egiali and rechecked the bus timetable just to be sure that there wasn’t an alternative schedule on a Sunday. There wasn’t and I knew that already but I checked anyway, it’s a bit like that thing that English people do when they get on a bus or a train and even though they know the answer they ask the destination several times of different people just to be absolutely certain.
Have Bag, Will Travel 
Nice stuff Andrew.
Can’t fault it.
But if I had one wish granted by you, it would be for each posting to contain a rough hand-drawn map of the relevant island, showing your movements.
And there would also be a reproduced professional map showing the islands and their geographical relationship to each other.
Now, were someone to ask that of ME, I would tell them to go forth and multiply.
But that is because I lack any semblance of your considerable gifts with computers!
Hope to play you squash tomorrow.
Be at my house at 9am please.
Kindest,
Dai.
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I love your travels..next time maybe I could fit in your suitcase????
I have a friend who writes a travel blog as he goes all over the world , he is a professional marathon runner.. but his blog is no where near as good and as interesting as yours. Maybe I should suggest he reads yours.
Your broadband MUST be better than ours which is nil… only a dongle or a home box..that is the choice.
love P
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Hi and thanks for the comment. You are welcome to try and fit in my hand luggage – I can imagine that would be fun at the departure gate. Thanks for your kind comments! Andrew
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