Adult Meltdown

The morning didn’t start off as early as we had all hoped for. I had all intentions of waking up around 7am to take another look at weather, start stowing stuff and preparing the boat to leave. But found myself struggling to get out of bed at 8am. Since Navpaktos was about 30-35 miles away we needed to get an early start since the winds tend to pick up in the afternoon. Mike and I also spent a little time this morning looking into a bail out point of Trizonia which was only 15 miles away. Since we couldn’t get a real hold on what the winds and seas were doing out in the gulf, we wanted to make sure that we had a good shelter to go to. Even that bail out was iffy for lack of knowing if there would be room for us or not. I think our biggest fear was being in some weather and not having a place to retreat to with Lucca on board. So with the lack of planning the night before (our fault for not sharing with the Pereras what all was entailed and what had to be accomplished before we could comfortably and safely leave Galaxidi), the uncertainty about the weather, the risks of full harbours, and the time getting later and later, Mike made the decision not to go anywhere for the day. To be honest, this was not one of our better mornings. We were all getting cabin fever and wanted to travel to new grounds. There was a bit of stress and frustration in the air from both parties and it was not how we wanted to spend our precious time with our friends. Mike was feeling terrible for having to be the one to make the decision not to go but he just didn’t feel comfortable with heading out into the ‘unknown’ and felt hugely responsible for Lucca’s safety while he was on board. After some time of private conversations and time off the boat, we were able to sit together and ‘debrief’ the morning. It wasn’t long before everyone was trying to make the best of another day in Galaxidi. Heather and Mike ‘made up’ over beer and backgammon. We then moved the party to the cockpit where more beer was consumed to pass the time.

Another 'Liberty' pizza

Heather and I joked how we are getting really familiar with the local folk. Tweedle Dee who is 52 and looks like he is 82, chain smokes and listens to his radio hanging from the tree branch. The lady who has had a ton of plastic surgery and looks like she smothers zinc oxide all over her face (the black afro only adds to the look) and arrives to town at the same time, to go to the same café, while carrying her round plaid pillow. The old man who lives above the harbour and opens his shutters every evening around 6pm, then after calisthenics on the balcony he takes a walk along the dock. Yeah, hopefully we can seek new pastures tomorrow! To fight off the boredom and heat, Heather and I took Lucca back to ‘Club Med’ but it just wasn’t the same with the 2 of us since it took us both to chase after Lucca the whole time. After returning back to the boat, it took us all a bit to get organized but after some changes in plans, Mike and I went shopping for provisions (looking good to leave tomorrow) while Heather sat in the square and watched Lucca play once again with the local kids. And this was only made better while sipping on g&ts at the café after a long day.

Heather's new 'Fendi' bag

And since no one wanted to cook or clean dishes, the Pereras had the great idea to go on a horse carriage ride and then get gyros to go. Perfect! Most nights Lucca would ask to go and pet the ‘horsie’, so we all piled in to take a quick jaunt around the town. It was quick all right, but so much fun. Once back to the boat and after Lucca crashed, we ate our dinner and again, Heather and ‘Doris’ were the last ones standing. But did a better job at getting to bed at a reasonable hour for an early start tomorrow!