New name, same blog
Thought it was time for a name change although Sean could probably still write a blog under “Living in Skopelos” as he seems to spend more time there than he ever did when we had a home there!
Junior and I have been back once and that was for Sean’s birthday in June, we didn’t get to Meteora because a friend was over visiting Skopelos from South Africa, so we had a very enjoyable evening in Englezos restaurant with a table full of people celebrating Sean’s birthday and also the birthday of one of the reps from the local travel office.
Being back in Skopelos didn’t feel strange at all, just familiar. I can’t say I’ve missed it at all and going back didn’t make me regret leaving or make me wish to return. It’s a lovely place and really good for short holidays but living there on a long term basis is not for me and I really think you have to be a certain type of person, or at a certain point in your life for Skopelos to be the ideal place to live.
Whilst Sean was home last week he took Junior to the local beach just down the road. We left it until after 6pm in the hope that the sun wouldn’t be as hot and there wouldn’t be as many people. Well we were right on one count! I suppose the presence of a couple of beach bars and a taverna mean that there will always be more people there than on an unserviced beach. Quite surprisingly the sea was quite rough, although the windsurfers didn’t seem to mind.
Both Junior and Sean braved the waves but for more of a quick dip than a lengthy swim!
We’ve also been to Athens lately, ostensibly for Sean to visit a client, but actually for a family day out and visit to the museum. Junior has a thing about museums (I think it’s something to do with the wide open spaces) and she has been eager to visit the one at the Acropolis for quite a while. After persuading her to hold on until after lunch, we finally went, and found even the outside impressive.
It really was worth a visit and the view from the cafe upstairs was extremely impressive too.
Junior is sulking in the picture because I wouldn’t let her use the camera to take a picture herself. This wasn’t just cruelty on my behalf, there was an extremely good reason behind my meanness! At Sean’s birthday meal, junior had borrowed the camera to take a few pictures of people around the table, unfortunately she didn’t put the wrist strap on and dropped the camera on the floor………lens first………..and now it won’t focus, retract its lens or take any pictures! So, she certainly wasn’t getting her sticky little mitts on the new camera!
