Strike Out

Thank goodness for the fan and its help with drowning out the disco music last night! Now, if only I had some Nyquil to help me sleep with this cold. One of the little pieces of comfort back home that’s hard to come by when traveling. But the electrician was here bright and early and put in a new windlass switch! And the sail rigger came by but we didn’t have as much luck with him. He took a look at the main sail and recommended a new gate on the mast and new tracks. But those parts have to be ordered from Athens, or even Sweden, which means they wouldn’t be here until next week at the earliest. And we just don’t have that time to wait. So after taking a look at the weather and seeing that the winds are calm and even favorable tomorrow, we made the decision to push on to Corfu (skipping a planned layover on one of the islands in between) in hopes that it is a bigger town and will have more resources for us. After some grocery shopping, a quick lunch on the waterfront where there was a breeze, albeit a very sticky breeze, we headed back to our swimming pool to escape the heat on the boat. We seemed to have a respite with cooler temperatures for a few days but they only seemed to have crept back up, although nothing close to when the Pereras were here! In the evening, we headed back to Mike’s favorite chandlery shop and then found a really sweet, quiet restaurant in one of the back alleys. We had a nice dinner and then decided to follow the sound of music we had been hearing. The music was echoing off all of the stone walls but we finally found the source after winding our way through the streets, but only to find it coming from a big tourist venue with RVs parked outside. We then enjoyed a more leisurely walk back through the narrow side streets, coming across old women gossiping in the cool, night air while watching their grandchildren play. And the town square was crazy this Friday night! It was packed with locals and tourists, street performers, people selling every kind of flashing toy you could imagine, people selling enormous balloons from bouquets which could possibly lift them off the ground. It actually felt weird to go back to the boat and think we were headed to sleep while everyone else just appeared to be waking up and starting their day. But upon returning back to the boat we discovered that we didn’t have any power. Mike investigated and it looks like everyone plugged in is out of luck. After a quick return it was only off again. So hoping for the best we headed to bed.