Update # 3: Mediterranean Cruise
Since my last update, we have now visited 2 Greek Islands (Patmos & Myconos) and are currently in Izmir, Turkey. Paul has been crowned champion of two more contests - the Classical Music contest and the Cinema game. In addition, he really was the king of the ship yesterday as we celebrated his 45th birthday. Like me, we'll celebrate for more than 1 day.
GREEK ISLANDS: One 5th of Greece consists of 1400 islands. 170 do not have habitants. The major part of the Greek Islands are volcanic in origin. Patmos & Myconos are mountainous islands surrounded by crystal clear dark blue waters. It's not the turquoise of the Caribbean. It's more of a majestic, rich royal blue. Beautiful!
Patmos - My first comment when I opened the door to our balcony and saw the breathtaking view is "I have arrived!". That view is why I'm on this vacation. Our cruise ship was not allowed to sail to the port so we were shuttled to the island by small boats. It was about a 5 minute boat ride. The town itself is very slow paced, small and quaint. We saw lots of pet dogs and cats running free throughout the town and even saw a set of roosters taking a stroll (I took a pic). The weather was perfect - 75 degrees, sunny with not a cloud in the sky and very low humidity. Paul, Paula & I walked from one end of the island to the other - which probably was about 2 miles. This is a place where you want to sit outside in a cafe overlooking the water and relax which is exactly what we did once we toured. I was also able to log on to the internet at an Internet Cafe to find out that it is going to be a David & David finale on American Idol. Did someone vote for David Cook for me? I hope so! By complete accident, we met up with our dinner table mates as we were sitting in the seaside cafe and we were able to have drinks and visit which was nice. Patmos is the place where John wrote the book of Revelation. One of the cruise excursions was to tour the site but I opted not to. I was satisfied enough by knowing that I was in a historical place. It's still so unbelievable to me that biblical people walked in the same places I am walking today. I just can't fathom how old these places are, especially living in Plano where people won't go to a mall when it nears 25-30 years of age.
Myconos - This island was much like Patmos but a little more hapnin'. We were there during the late afternoon and evening so that could be why the place seemed to be more lively. Again - pure beauty and low humidity. We spent most of our time shopping along the narrow streets then had Paul's birthday dinner at an outdoor restaurant overlooking the sea. We all agree that it's the best meal we've had. We tried some authentic Greek cuisine which was fabulous. The chocolate brownie covered with chocolate syrup and ice cream was to die for! Coincidentally, the restaurant was next door to a Roxy (Quicksilver) store. I got sad because I miss Blue.
IZMIR, TURKEY: Today we spent a full day in Izmir. In fact, we are still here but I'm back on the boat after touring for about 6-7 hours and walking 13,371 steps (I'm wearing a pedometer which also serves as my clock/watch). I believe Izmir is the 3rd largest city in Turkey so it was back to city life again. They do have a nice, large area lining the sea with sidewalks and grass which reminded me a lot of walking down Lake Shore Drive in Chicago (just not as upscale). So you can escape the big city within just steps if you wish. Like the 2 Greek Islands, Izmir is also mountainous so it's really pretty. The Bazaar. What a place! I was told this was a must-see so that's where we went first. I can't even describe to you the size but it makes shopping in Canton, TX seem small. The vendors are all over the Americans like dogs on bones. In fact, as we approached the Bazaar, a vendor basically escorted us to "his shops". We made twists and turns and it felt like we were being taken through a never-ending maze. I kept thinking to myself that we'd never be able to find our way out. Without typing all the details now (maybe later), he ended up taking us to his final shop which had been built up as the best. When we rounded the corner and I looked inside, he was selling water bongs! What the heck? He escorted us to a 'head shop'!! Of course, he was really proud of his merchandise and even introduced us to his family but I let out a big crack up over his store. Customs & immigrations would have loved that! Before I move on to the next topic, I have to tell you about something they were selling at this Bazaar. I kept seeing this very ornate outfit for a young boy (think of a matador outfit - sort of). I wondering why there were so many and what it was all about. I asked our vendor escort. In his thick Turkish accent, he started describing a custom and he kept repeating "coot pennies". By the puzzled look on my face, I obviously didn't understand. Paula, who comprehends everything much more quickly than me got it so she told me "cut penis". What??!! Muslims circumcise boys between the age of 6 - 12 and for this "ceremony" they wear this fancy outfit. Holy Cow - we have to get out of here!! So we finally found our way out of the Bazaar but our "road block" ended up being the praying Muslims who had all suddenly fallen to their knees to begin their afternoon worship. I learned that Friday (today) is their Holy Day, whereas Sunday is ours. It was very interesting being in the midst of this religious chanting which was loudly playing over the Bazaar loudspeaker and watching the men (men only) lay down their mats or cardboard boxes, remove their shoes and begin praying. I have seen this before in New York City but it's usually only 2-3 people, not every man within my eyesight. After this, Paul, Paula & I made our way to a big city park which was really pretty and such a sense of relief after the Bazaar. We had to go to the bathroom along the way which was another real experience. First of all, I had to pay 75 cents. Then when I walked in, I was in shock over where they expected me to pee. Picture a shower stall but with the drain fully open (no cover). Basically you walk in to this stall and try to pee in the hole (there is no toilet) knowing that you are standing where others have done their business and if they were sloppy about it, you were standing in it. Toilet paper.....none! Thank goodness Paula had kleenex. This almost makes the port-a-potties seem glamorous. Of course, I took a picture. The remainder of our time in Turkey was spent walking along the seaside and strolling through the streets looking for shopping bargains. The weather was perfect again! It was a little warmer than yesterday - probably 80 degrees, not a cloud in the sky and very low humidity.
THE CRUISE: After previously traveling to multiple locations in 1 vacation and dealing with making the hotel arrangements for each city, making train or air travel plans to get to each city, then trying to make your way around via taxi or subway, I have decided that taking a cruise is absolutely the easiest way to do it. I don't want to limit myself to places that are near the water, but I can assure you that if it's on the water and I'm going to multiple locations, I'd opt for the cruise. I haven't really gotten in to the 'cruise life' like I thought I might. It basically serves as a place for me to eat and sleep and gets me to my next location. Paul, however, has made the absolute most of 'cruise life' and the destinations. I will say that it is completely relaxing to sit outside on the boat on one of the upper decks and soak in the sun (in a low humidity environment) and do my word puzzles or read. That's living the good life. I'm feeling absolutely great and haven't had any hints of sickness other than the 1 day I already mentioned. I really think that was a combination of jet lag, lack of sleep, and the boat. I have decided that it takes me a full 48 hours after traveling overseas to recuperate and really be myself again.
EUROPEANS (except Great Britain - Paul clarified that for me):
- Cut in line (oh and it's not discreet; they'll walk right in front of you and squeeze in)
- Still smoke like chimneys (the boat is non smoking except for 1 lounge area but when you get off the boat it's puff, puff, puff)
- Don't wash their hands after they use the restroom (What? Did I see that correctly? I kept seeing these ladies walk straight from their stall to the door; I have seen it on the ship and on shore in public restrooms; and, yes, it is a fact, they don't wash their hands; you can always tell who the North Americans are because we're scrubbing at the sink afterwards.)
Since I started this post, the boat is now at sea and we're headed to our final Greek Island of Santorini.
Thanks for tuning in! KV