But enough of that. Let's talk about islands. Sunday is a big beach day for the locals, and we desperately want to be local. Even with the referendum yesterday, or maybe because of the referendum, a lot of people were taking ferries from the port. We decided to take a ferry to the closest big island. Here are our Aegina (pronounced "Aah gih nuh" and not "Angina," as I've been saying) Adventure shots:
We left in the morning to catch the train.
It's about an hour to the port.
This guy sat across from us on the metro.
He got up early to vote "No."
I'm getting better at creepy candid photos.
|Some of the stuff they found on this site dated to pre-2,000 B.C.|
I didn't even know they had rocks back then.
|The base of Apollo's Temple, but also a beach in the background.|
What I learned is that beachfront property has always been really pricey.
|Checking out the beach to see if it's worthwhile.|
|Looking down at the beach. Note his clothing (i.e. he is wearing it).|
|Going home on the ferry.|
There's our beach.
Goodbye, beach. See you soon.