Euro Epic: Day 10: Steazin'

May 31st-

I can't get over the difference I feel between Greece and Italy. It's been so relaxed, friendly and open. Keep in mind, I am writing from the deck of a cruise ship, gallivanting through the Mediterranean, so there is a possibility that my perception is skewed...

A little.

We boarded this morning and I used the few hours of free time we had to get acquainted with the layout of the ship. I was really confused at first; I kept losing my room. Then we had this life jacket/ boat drill thing, where we all had to go to our assigned life boats. I'm in a boat with several people I know, which is good. I guess my mom has a small raft. I'm trying to help her relax, telling her that if the boat does sink, they're just going to toss her in the water with a piece of driftwood and wish her luck.

But when we settled down, I sheisted a Scrabble game and Julie, Seth and I all started playing on the upper deck. Julie may not have won Scrabble, but she did win the Price is Right after.

Julie playing The Price is Right

Julie winning The Price is Right

This evening we dropped anchor just outside of the island of Mykonos. We had to take a tinder boat to the island, which wasn't so awesome. The wind was vicious. But of course, like everything else around here, the island was very picturesque. They go crazy with the whitewash, the houses, roads, even tree trunks are all painted.

Mykonos

Dead Squid

I managed to harass their pelican... I felt like a jerk afterwards, but it almost bit my face off, so I s'pose we're even? Maybe not, I was pestering it so I guess I shouldn't pretend I wouldn't have deserved to go faceless.

The Pelican.

I'm sure they're all good questions.

Patrick

A Road and a Cat

I watched the sunset from the island. I always find sunsets in photos to be fairly chintzy. Tonight was the unique island sunset they reproduce a gazillion times on a gazillion postcards. It was very beautiful, but beyond the postcard-worthy way. Between the smell of the food from the restaurant behind me, the murmur of the people milling around the beach [mostly Asians snapping photos of themselves, but what's new] and the visual hues and tones, the whole atmosphere was mellow acoustic. I couldn't send that in the mail.