We really do! As we walked around today we kept saying how much fun we had when we were here for the day with Dave and Anita, and how much they would enjoy this extended time here.
I had been afraid that my long nap and early bedtime would have me up last night, but I don't remember a thing until 6 am, which is the time I usually wake up. Maybe the fact that I had just been sleepy as opposed to working against a time change made the difference. Anyhow, I woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed and went downstairs with EH, Jr. so I would not wake Del The nice young man at the desk made me a cup of coffee and Earl and I had a nice time on the balcony, or deck. About 45 minutes later Del came down all showered and fresh as a daisy. Seems that when your wife cuts off your air supply, it tends to wake you up, which is much better than killing you, I suppose. I forget that European hotels give only one key card which is stuck in a holder to close the electrical circuit and must remain there if you want electricity. It is an excellent way to conserve electricity, but when a person is hooked up to a CPAP machine and it turns off, there is only a limited amount of room air that gets past the mask. The machine draws it from the room through a small filter when it is running, but there is a small opening that probably keeps the forced air from blowing the top of your head off or something. So, the question is, where was Del when the lights went out? Smothering in the dark.
The hotel rate includes a lovely breakfast buffet, and the servers were so cooperative. They even burned a couple of fried eggs for me. Del thought that must have been quite confusing for them since the ones they had just brought out were 90% there. Oh, but it's that last 10% that makes them edible for me. I think I used to eat dippy eggs when I was a child, but I'm not sure. That's what Rosa calls them.
After I got cleaned up, we walked down to the sea. It was only a few minutes walk. and the water was a blue I cannot describe. The people on the beach were different shades from mildly pink to heart breaking red to brown as tanned leather. Cannibals could have had their choice from super rare to extra, extra well done. I, of course, plopped down on a wonderful bench that was somewhat shaded and right where a wonderful breeze kept me cool and happy. Del has never been my favorite beach companion, since I like to sit and look at the water and read or visit with like minded individuals, preferably under a beach umbrella put up by brother- in- law Tommmy. Del likes to bob, and bob and bob. We weren't dressed for bobbing, so after about fifteen minutes, he was ready to move on. We walked to the Old City by way of the sea, just strolling along admiring the view, so it took a good long time to walk there. We walked around the little shops and looked at the beautiful flowers, trees and buildings and then stopped for lunch at Romeo's. I had stuffed vegetarian grape leaves. I was assured that I would get only a small portion - but since there were 8, I'm doubting it - we shared a small Greek salad and a grilled squid and Del had saganaki. In our favorite Greek restaurants in Chicago it arrives flaming and everyone yells "Opah", but that's probably just to get people to buy it in Chicago. And, yes, the menu does say Greek salad, here. I think that's pretty funny, but it seems to tell you there will be feta cheese and olives. We have a tiny fridge in our room, so I brought my leftovers home. We were offered uzo ( sp?) or coffee on the house but were just too full to accept. Imagine that, too full for free.
By 4 o'clock I was hot and tired and not at all ready for the long walk back to the hotel, so we went to the cab stand. We had a lovely cab driver who only earned 5 euro plus tip, because the hotel is only a hop, skip and a jump if you go directly. I was glad to get home and get a shower without having to hop, skip or jump. Even though it is not as hot as it was last time we were here, it is a lot hotter than Lithuania. Although when the sun goes down, 8:30 instead of 11 in Lithuania, it gets nice and cool .
As we walked into the room, I asked Del what we had done with the passports after checking in. Neither of us could remember, so we went through everything twice without finding them. Finally Del wondered if the lady at reception kept them. I went down, and that is where they were. Seems we were supposed to have remembered to go get them in about an hour after she had time to write everything she needed to write down. We apparently were not the only ones who didn't quite get back in an hour, I think, because she had a whole group of them locked up. Now they are all locked up in the safe in our room. I think we were just too worn out yesterday to think straight.
As we walked around today, Del and I were trying to figure out why it is that some places have more of an effect on a particular person that others. I don't exactly know how to describe the feeling, but for me, maybe I mean a feeling of peace that I don't feel just anywhere and it doesn't have to be somewhere exotic. We thought up a list as we were walking - Goshen Pass, Va., Massanutten, Va., Chautauqua, Tybee, Topsail, Florence (not Alabama), Lynn and Ed's house, and Del said Edisto. I said that's because he didn't have to try to cook for a crowd on a stove that shocked you and keep food in a fridge that did not cool properly. Diane and Daryl Lyn, would Edisto be on your list? Anyhow, Rhodes is on that list, and I can't really say why? I didn't feel that way about any of the other Greek islands we visited, though I enjoyed them. Oh, and Niagra Falls for me. Del might add the Grand Canyon, but it just seemed depressing to me. The people who saw it before tv and such must have thought they were at the gates of hell.
Tomorrow we are off to Lindos to see ruins.
I had been afraid that my long nap and early bedtime would have me up last night, but I don't remember a thing until 6 am, which is the time I usually wake up. Maybe the fact that I had just been sleepy as opposed to working against a time change made the difference. Anyhow, I woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed and went downstairs with EH, Jr. so I would not wake Del The nice young man at the desk made me a cup of coffee and Earl and I had a nice time on the balcony, or deck. About 45 minutes later Del came down all showered and fresh as a daisy. Seems that when your wife cuts off your air supply, it tends to wake you up, which is much better than killing you, I suppose. I forget that European hotels give only one key card which is stuck in a holder to close the electrical circuit and must remain there if you want electricity. It is an excellent way to conserve electricity, but when a person is hooked up to a CPAP machine and it turns off, there is only a limited amount of room air that gets past the mask. The machine draws it from the room through a small filter when it is running, but there is a small opening that probably keeps the forced air from blowing the top of your head off or something. So, the question is, where was Del when the lights went out? Smothering in the dark.
The hotel rate includes a lovely breakfast buffet, and the servers were so cooperative. They even burned a couple of fried eggs for me. Del thought that must have been quite confusing for them since the ones they had just brought out were 90% there. Oh, but it's that last 10% that makes them edible for me. I think I used to eat dippy eggs when I was a child, but I'm not sure. That's what Rosa calls them.
After I got cleaned up, we walked down to the sea. It was only a few minutes walk. and the water was a blue I cannot describe. The people on the beach were different shades from mildly pink to heart breaking red to brown as tanned leather. Cannibals could have had their choice from super rare to extra, extra well done. I, of course, plopped down on a wonderful bench that was somewhat shaded and right where a wonderful breeze kept me cool and happy. Del has never been my favorite beach companion, since I like to sit and look at the water and read or visit with like minded individuals, preferably under a beach umbrella put up by brother- in- law Tommmy. Del likes to bob, and bob and bob. We weren't dressed for bobbing, so after about fifteen minutes, he was ready to move on. We walked to the Old City by way of the sea, just strolling along admiring the view, so it took a good long time to walk there. We walked around the little shops and looked at the beautiful flowers, trees and buildings and then stopped for lunch at Romeo's. I had stuffed vegetarian grape leaves. I was assured that I would get only a small portion - but since there were 8, I'm doubting it - we shared a small Greek salad and a grilled squid and Del had saganaki. In our favorite Greek restaurants in Chicago it arrives flaming and everyone yells "Opah", but that's probably just to get people to buy it in Chicago. And, yes, the menu does say Greek salad, here. I think that's pretty funny, but it seems to tell you there will be feta cheese and olives. We have a tiny fridge in our room, so I brought my leftovers home. We were offered uzo ( sp?) or coffee on the house but were just too full to accept. Imagine that, too full for free.
By 4 o'clock I was hot and tired and not at all ready for the long walk back to the hotel, so we went to the cab stand. We had a lovely cab driver who only earned 5 euro plus tip, because the hotel is only a hop, skip and a jump if you go directly. I was glad to get home and get a shower without having to hop, skip or jump. Even though it is not as hot as it was last time we were here, it is a lot hotter than Lithuania. Although when the sun goes down, 8:30 instead of 11 in Lithuania, it gets nice and cool .
As we walked into the room, I asked Del what we had done with the passports after checking in. Neither of us could remember, so we went through everything twice without finding them. Finally Del wondered if the lady at reception kept them. I went down, and that is where they were. Seems we were supposed to have remembered to go get them in about an hour after she had time to write everything she needed to write down. We apparently were not the only ones who didn't quite get back in an hour, I think, because she had a whole group of them locked up. Now they are all locked up in the safe in our room. I think we were just too worn out yesterday to think straight.
As we walked around today, Del and I were trying to figure out why it is that some places have more of an effect on a particular person that others. I don't exactly know how to describe the feeling, but for me, maybe I mean a feeling of peace that I don't feel just anywhere and it doesn't have to be somewhere exotic. We thought up a list as we were walking - Goshen Pass, Va., Massanutten, Va., Chautauqua, Tybee, Topsail, Florence (not Alabama), Lynn and Ed's house, and Del said Edisto. I said that's because he didn't have to try to cook for a crowd on a stove that shocked you and keep food in a fridge that did not cool properly. Diane and Daryl Lyn, would Edisto be on your list? Anyhow, Rhodes is on that list, and I can't really say why? I didn't feel that way about any of the other Greek islands we visited, though I enjoyed them. Oh, and Niagra Falls for me. Del might add the Grand Canyon, but it just seemed depressing to me. The people who saw it before tv and such must have thought they were at the gates of hell.
Tomorrow we are off to Lindos to see ruins.
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