Water right behind the boat which needed a good scrub down. The wharf is the town promenade and the Summer Amy was the rock star of the night. All the townsfolk were so very welcoming and friendly and although we had clearly taken a fisherman's parking spot on the wall, nobody seemed to mind.
It is a dusty little place, obviously not frequented by our ilk, but it was clean and tidy with reasonable provisions and it just happened to be getting ready for their biggest celebration of the year on the very night of our arrival. "No Jack, this is probably not in our honour...."
We still have no idea what they were celebrating but the town came alive and the way we were treated, it may as well have been.
The cars started to arrive quickly filling the soccer ground.... A rock strewn, dusty expanse, but it was the goal posts gave us the clue...
Chairs and tables were brought out, a stage erected and sound equipment tested "One Tsssooo One Tsssooo" a few too many times. The band encouragingly warmed up playing great rock (Greek music is a little like Greek food, it can get monotonous if there is nothing else...) but they moved on to Greek music that didn't stop until three in the morning. Amazing guitarist though, it has to be said.
The boat scrubbed and provisioned as we had planned to do in Yithion, we were now two days ahead of where we would have been had Yithion obliged.
I realise that you may be getting the impression that we were hurrying at this point? We were. Jack and Stina's holiday ends on the 30th July. There were still places we really wanted to get to on the Peloponnese before heading to Crete and we felt that we could do with the extra crew to make that often treacherous crossing.
So at 11:40 on Sunday the 20th we cast off, weighed anchor and made for the highly recommended anchorage in Frangos Bay on Elafonisos Island
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