Quiet days this week. We’ve settled into a rhythm — wake up around 10, lounge around a little and eat some breakfast, head into town to gather supplies where needed. Zimis for a peinirli here, souvlaki there. Coffee Island to fill in.
We both think we’d like to get up earlier, and maybe we’ll start setting an alarm, but there’s also a part of me that’s just chalking this up to “island life” and going with the flow. It’s not like there’d be a lot to do in town if I was up at 6 in the morning.
(but on the flip side, I do need to set an alarm tonight to make sure we see the fish thing tomorrow)
Thursday we did go out to the ocean side of the island on the way back home, and the water was looking particularly blue.
