Saturday, June 22, 2019

A Post You're Guaranteed to Hate.


I’m telling you right now you’re all just going to hate this post. I mean HATE it. 

It sort of reflects my day today (Friday) when I should have been writing this post, but instead went to the sea, and was so distracted I also forgot to take photos, a difficult situation for a photo essay. But thank the heavens I came across this post from five summers back perfectly capturing the essence of my Friday, albeit sans the gracious friend and seven other lovely ladies I'd joined back then for a swim and lunch aboard her seventy-three foot breathtaking yawl. 

I based my current decision on the same factors as I did five years ago:  In one corner we have the sapphire and emerald Aegean, and in the other me in my room facing a computer screen for eight hours all alone.

Sorry folks.  To paraphrase the famous t-shirt, “Jeffrey went to nirvana and all I got were these lousy photos.”

Yep, but if it’s any consolation I think I may be sunburned.

So here are the photos.

Heading away from Mykonos


 Neighboring and passing ships

Yes, that's a helicopter at the stern.

Approaching neighboring island of Rhenia


Our swimming hole



Lunch time
Recuperating
Heading home
Bye-Bye Beauty


Jeff—Sunburned Saturday

10 comments:

  1. You are right. Hate it! Because Friday we sat in Eurobank producing a bunch of paperwork (income tax forms, utility bills and phone company certifications) to renew our debit card. Failed again as this time I had only a government issued US driver's license to prove my residence there as opposed to a 'current' utility bill which is the only thing they would accept. Maybe in retrospect I didn't hate your post, I simply hated my Friday. ;-)

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  2. Ahh, doing business in Greece...an under reported joy.

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  3. How do I feel about this post, Bro? I love it. It’s beautiful. The only thing that would make me like it better would be if I knew Barbara was on that beautiful boat. How do I feel about you? I always knew all attempts to teach you not to gloat would end in dismal failure.

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    1. Barbara and the ship's mistress have taken off on their own adventures, leaving me alone on the shore like a castaway stone. Gloat? Never. After all, it's not my boat. :)

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  4. You made me cry.
    Thanks, though.

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  5. You should be ashamed of yourself.

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    1. I am, from the tippy top of my sun-drenched head to the bottoms of my Aegean-soaked twinkling toes.

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    2. That's OK. Never apologize for "living the life". Just continue to share the photos and the rest of us can dream.

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