Murder on Courgette Island.

Camping on Kolokithia

Jamie chose our site, carefully selecting the highest and most exposed position possible to weather the predicted lightening storm.  We took time to erect our metal tent structure, dawdling as the rain approached.   Poppy made herself useful by licking any exposed flesh and barking at the wind.

Finally, after  minutes of meticulous preparation and the consumption of all the beer rations we set off in search of a local taverna for much needed supplies.  We returned, much later,  in the dark, and began cooking partially frozen steaks on the new skillet.   The rain held off until we could consume our 4 course meal.   After some whisky we retired, leaving Poppy on guard duty against potential threats such as the waves and passing goats.

Morning came all too soon, and following a brief downpour we made coffee before some light drizzle set in.  A short drive home and we returned to Iraklio where we discovered that Poppy is a sister!! Hooray.

Whito.