Answer: F-O-R-E-V-E-R.
I’m sorry. I gave up on my travel blogs a while ago because they were just too much to handle! I was overwhelmed. And even now, we have been so incredibly busy that I have not had time to catch you up on things that have been going on the last 2 weeks either. BUT I feel like re-living my travels at the moment, and I’ve also managed to upload photos at well. So we are ready to rock. I will fill you in on life now, later.
Let me tell you a little about this Greek ferry we took in particular. It was pretty much just a giant chunk of floating metal. We all sit on the deck in plastic seats and this ferry goes about as fast as you can swim. So I read a book. And we chatted with some girls from Vancouver. There was this unique little Catholic-looking shrine-thing right in the middle of the boat too, where you could go and do your ‘Hail Mary’s’ and read scriptures. I’m not 100% sure. But it was interesting. But that was about all the boat had to offer. That, and bathrooms.
We arrived in Ios to be greeted by a very loud, very relaxed and overly honest and crass Brazilian /English man in his mid thirties who runs the place where we were staying. He picked a crew of us up and drove us in a giant van. On the ride there, we chatted with this man to find out, like I mentioned, that he is a Brazilian/English man. I think he’s confused what he is. Or maybe I am. Either way, he kind of screamed “mid-life-crisis”. The place he runs is called The Far Out Beach Club. Pretty much a young adults party resort over-run by Australians. But because we were traveling in September after the big rush of tourists, we managed to avoid all the hype, and the party scene.
This place was one of our favorites. We could not believe our eyes when we saw that we were staying in an extremely clean room with our own private patio…for an extremely cheap rate. Breakfast included! This place had a couple giant swimming pools, it was right across from a gorgeous beach, complete with its own private restaurants and all. Our days here were definitely spent sun tanning and reading by the swimming pool, eating delicious food, and swimming in the glorious ocean. This was Danny’s favorite island because it was all about r-e-l-a-x-i-n-g.
We took the bus into town for a little bit, one day, only to discover that it really wasn’t all that interesting, and we just wanted to be back at the beach. So we looked at some ships, a man on a donkey, the ocean, and spent too much time at an Internet cafĂ© looking for a place to stay at our next island. And then went back to the club. Well to the beach actually. Apparently the ladies don’t wear tops there. I find this strange to see a 30-year-old woman playing with her little daughter in the sand with no bathing suit top on. I wanted to go and cover her up. But instead I covered Danny’s eyes by throwing sand in them. Okay, I’m kidding.
In the morning we would wake up and eat breakfast by the pool, and it was glorious. Although I must say, the breakfasts weren't that impressive. Cereal with warm milk and dry chocolate cake. But it filled our bellies nonetheless. Can't complain when you're in paradise!