Naxos - Last Day - and Guess What?

Images: SL on our morning walk;SL at the Portara (Gateway Temple of Apollo); Our Bouzouki player last night; PJ outside a house with a beautiful little garden.
We had a terrific night last night with a bouzouki player serenading us with Greek ballads till the wee hours in our favourite taverna. He and I hit it off. I don't know whether it was the fact that I was the only one to clap along with his rhythms till the rest of the diners figured it out and joined in, or whether I kept buying him ouzo, but he let me play his bouzouki! It was a lot of fun and I really enjoyed the music!

Our day started with our usual exercise. We are trying to walk for at least an hour every morning, with the serendipitous result that we are always looking for new walks, and finding new treasures. The last picture was taken outside a tiny little house in our village, not unusual in its beauty, but worth the picture. Note to JB - I am swimming every night before dinner, so those are NOT man-boobs, they are what we body-builders call pecs.

So, as we have come to expect on this trip, we have been thrown a curve, and things have worked out well in spite of it.

We got a call from our travel agent that there was something wrong with the ferry schedule we had planned to take us to Milos tomorrow. We had to go into Naxos to sort it out.

Long story short, we now have a new schedule, and the ticket agent refunded us e50! We also took a stroll through the Old Market where we were transported back hundreds of years to a maze of narrow alleys, quaint cobblestone paths leading to... you guessed it... ancient Greek tavernas where we enjoyed another spectacular lunch of salads - tomatoes, cucumber, green pepper, onion, feta cheese, olives, red onion, - all drenched in olive oil so sweet and spicy you want to drink it, and gyros -traditional Greek and Turkish chicken on a pita.