We popped over to Rhodes yesterday, and it was a bit odd. We were sailing on the Blue Star, and were overtaken by the Sebeco. I have to say, it was a slow crossing for us. The journey is usually about 70 minutes, but yesterday, it was two hours, and it wasn’t particularly windy or rough. We slowed almost to a standstill when just off Rhodes, and I think that was because we had to wait for the SAOS ferry to give up its parking space. I’ve learnt recently that as the ship backs into the harbour in Rhodes, it takes a good ten minutes before you can get off. The reverse approach is slow by necessity, and they take the cars off first, while the passengers have to wait upstairs.
The Sebeco races by
Anyway, we had plenty of time to get to where we needed to go. I took my time getting to my appointment because I never like to arrive sweaty, but I can’t help it. Walking from my typowriter here to the sitting room and I’m damp. Walking through Rhodes in a warm breeze under a cloudless sky, I turned up to see my chap as wet as a glassblower’s armpit. Still, all is well and good. Neil’s also fully checked up and ready for work which he starts on Friday with a marathon 10.00 to 20.00 session as Yiannis is away for the day. We had lunch at Nimmos Taverna, the place our Symi friends have that’s just inside Akandia gate and on the way to the Blue Star Ferry.
Roof terrace too, away from the main drag and noise, very freindly staff, good food at sensible prices.
After that, we called at our favourite jewellers to start looking at rings (for younger godson’s 18th birthday next year, but signet rings must be saved for), said hello to Mike and Mike’s café as we do, even though no-one there is called Mike, it seems, and we were back on the boat before you could say, what are these for?
They look like vents and probably are, but Harry pointed out to me once that they don’t go anywhere. It (the yellow tube) seems to be sucking in air, but which way? If it’s the front – to soak up exhaust fumes maybe – then the air simply passes back into the seating area. If it’s to push the air forwards, then it gets dumped over a table for four. There’s an electronic box attached to each of these things, but the things themselves are bolted to the ceiling as an isolated unit. If anyone knows exactly what they do, leave me a comment on Facebook, and you could make a 16-year-old very happy.
(Me:) Cleary not 16, but 61 – well I never.
