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Well guys. I may not be an “unreliable narrator” in the more high-brow literary sense, but it looks like I am indeed unreliable in the sense where I promise you the next installment in less than a month and instead I take my sweet time and get this to you not one, but two, months later. … Read the rest
We awoke on Saturday, September 5 eager to leave Katakolo and to sail to Zakinthos, our first Ionian island.… Read the rest
After my emotional response to the turtle welcome committee in Monemvasia, I realized that I might be a little overtired.… Read the rest
I remember being struck by two things almost immediately on our first night in Astypalaia: the quiet and the stars. … Read the rest
Our first sail was about as perfect as our first trip to the fuel pontoon (see Chapter 5) had been imperfect.… Read the rest
There’s a children’s song in the United States “Make new friends, but keep the old; one is silver and the other gold.”… Read the rest
After a week of working like loons to get our boat ready for our intended mid-July departure, we careened into the July 4th weekend at about 100 miles per hour. … Read the rest
After reviewing the footage (which made me think of Bridget Jones’ ill-fated soup: “it’s umm….… Read the rest
On our one-week anniversary in Crete, we awoke bright and early: it was our first day of post-quarantine freedom!… Read the rest
We awoke on Wednesday at 5 a.m. as a potent combination of jet-lag, nerves, and excitement flooded our bodies.… Read the rest
