This is folly

Katrina and Heidi dropped the rental car back and then met me at the docks to catch the catamaran ferry to Folegandros. Although it was very calm on the water from my seat I kept catching wafts of spew. At least this was a short trip.

We docked at the port and the hotel manager met us with transport back to the hotel. The hotel was awesome, it had these rooms which I think are called cave rooms and the view from them was amazing. The hotel also had a pool which was good because it's hard to swim in the ocean on this island as its mostly sheer cliffs down to the water.

View from the hotel, its alright I guess

Once we settled in we walked a short way into town and had some omelettes for lunch. Apparently only on Friday after this celebration they have they have this special soup which consists of chick peas which the owner gave us for free to try. I think it tasted pretty good but didn't have much because chick peas make me sick. We then went back home and lazed around and in the pool until it was dinner time again. Heidi had some stuffed veges and I had some grilled chicken which tasted like disappointment and bad decisions.

The next morning we went for breakfast and I tried to order a Greek coffee but the owner of the place was doing everything he could to try to talk me out of having one. Eventually he said he'd make me one for free and to just order my regular espresso coffee too as a backup. Anyway it came out and it kinda tasted like someone had made coffee out of Brisbane river water when they were still dredging it. It was thick and had a lot of sediment.

Here goes...

The guy was right Greek coffee is awful. Why don't they filter it?

Anyway we walked around the beautiful little town and replenished the beers/wine stores so as to make reading by the pool more enjoyable. For dinner we went back into town and I had some matsata with rabbit and Heidi had some stuffed vegetables for a change. Matsata is fresh made local pasta and is kind of like a short fettucini.

When we went for breakfast the next day we decided to go back to the place we went for lunch on the first day. The man that owns the place exclaimed "YES, today is my day!" Apparently there is a lot of rivalry between these guys. After breakfast we had a swim and then had some more stuffed vegetables and matsatas with goat this time at lunch (when you find a good local dish it is important to constantly eat it to avoid things tasting like disappointment and bad decisions). We then went for a walk up to the church on the top of the hill.

Church bells

Oldies doing the walk easier than us fatties.

We made a friend along the way.

After some beers in the pool we went for a dinner with more stuffed vegetables. They were out of matsata so I had to order some souvlaki. There was also some dancing and music in the main town, I think there was some wedding on.

The oldies putting us to shame again.

If you're wondering why there was so much pool lazing about and not enough "travelling" well I will answer this with the below photo. I am all about breaking up the touristing/travelling with some goddam holidaying, if I had unlimited funds and time a perfect trip scenario for me would be 20% travelling and 80% holidaying. That said, this trip has been super awesome and my darling wife is a very good trip planner.

I said "pssst I love you"