This morning I leapt out of bed (well, it was more of a stagger) and had my cup of tea in the cockpit in the sunshine. I left Tim in bed, to slowly become conscious and mobile, as he seemed worse than usual this morning, and I went off for my morning walk. As I need to find a laundry soon, I remembered that several years ago when we were here, there was a lady called Elpida who took in washing, some distance out of town.
This is one of the distinct disadvantages of boat living – there are people who have full-size washing machines on board, but we are never going to get one on Fandancer – partly because there is absolutely no room to install one, and secondly, I sort of disagree with the idea of having to plug into electricity when you are moored, and also the amount of water they use. I’m also not interested in those small, plastic contraptions that are advertised as washing machines for boats or camping. We are a boat, after all, not a house. So a laundry I must find!
Anyway, I walked some distance up the road and saw no sign of Elpida the Laundress. But obviously I didn’t walk far enough, as when I went back later with my load, after better instructions from the travel office lady, there she was, just a short distance further on from where I had terminated my ambulatory activity earlier. She seemed to have expanded her business, and now takes in the laundry from nearby villas and hotels, and she now has built a new extension, to house her range of machines and ironing facilities. Outside, she has about a dozen washing lines full of crisp white sheets blowing in the breeze. We negotiated when I should pick up my laundry, and she refused my washing liquid and fabric conditioner, preferring to use her own.
Earlier, I walked round the harbour on the northern side, up a rough track, above the boats at anchor, past the little stony beaches. At the top of the steep track were some luxury villas with infinity pools, with tremendous views over Lakka. On the way back, I treated myself to an iced coffee at the beach cafe, and later, bought some lovely fresh bread from the village bakery. When I got back to the boat, Tim was now fully conscious and even preparing to do some boat work – he wanted to rub down the wooden swim platform on the stern, and apply new coats of varnish.
This afternoon we decided to watch an important football match – England were playing Wales in the European Cup. So we settled In to one of the harbour front bars showing the match on Greek TV. I don’t mind watching international football, especially when our team has a chance of winning, as indeed they did – trouncing the Taffies (slang for beating the Welsh) 2 – 1 and scoring the winning goal in the last minute of the match.
Tim has some relatives staying in Lakka this week – his elder brother and partner, and his sister. They always seem to go round in a threesome. They like Greece and have stayed close to where we have been sailing several times now. We usually take them out for a day’s sailing during their stay. They came on board tonight for drinks, before they went off for supper.
Tomorrow I will retrieve my laundry, and maybe go for a swim off the stony beach. I’m not a great lover of stony beaches, my idea of beach heaven would be soft white sand, sunbeds with thick cushions, parasols, soft music playing, and a bar close by, preferably with waiter service. This Greek beach has none of these things, but the sea is lovely and warm, with wonderful clear turquoise blue water.