What are we doing? What are you doing. Don’t ask us questions like that. We’re wondering where your parents are, that’s what we’re doing.
Great, I though, we're gonna pay ten euro each to get stuffed onto this crowded dance floor. Turns out stuffed onto a dance floor is my preferred way to dance. I'm never sure what to do with my arms anyway so it's a relief to have them pinned to my body.
When she brought out our food, the waitress asked which one of us was Greek. This is the highest compliment a tourist can receive and I believe was earned purely on the strength of our food order.
Then we went to all four bars in Fira. Murphy's, Two Brothers, The Highlander, and Kira Thira. They were all different but they all featured a saxophone as a decoration somewhere. The Highlander featured live, unscheduled amateur arm wrestling.
It quickly dawned on us that, whether we wanted to or not, we were about to face a test. Maybe it wasn't what we'd set out for, maybe we hadn't prepared for it, but it was here. The yes-or-no answer to the question, "Are you cool?"
We finished eating and headed out for Kastanas beach. A (nudist) beach according to google maps. As we would learn throughout the day, this is a meaningless distinction. Every beach is a nude beach, especially if you’re an old man.
We have arrived on the island of Milos. The island where the Venus de Milo was discovered. An island, according to the travel magazine on the ferry, "characterized by eroticism and unparalleled beauty." It's pretty, I'll give it that.
I'd say the only real problem with what we did today comes from society and the idea that if you're not doing things ALL THE TIME you're basically a loser. Especially when you're on vacation in a foreign city oh man if you're not exhausted at the end of your vacation did you even take one?
We met a dog at a crossroads and Joe asked him which way to go. He asked, us, "Where are you headed?" I'm kidding he started barking menacingly so we turned around and went the other way. It was an answer of sorts.
I could have sworn the guy next to me ordered cherry juice. "Did he just say cherry juice?" I thought. I looked around. Everyone was drinking wine. Maybe he said sherry. Sherry, please.